Chapter 19

"She had grown with me, forged a love that could not be matched, hmmmm.." I let out a soft chuckle.

"Whether to say who had aged better, she would never tell. On a day where the heat had reached its peak and the afternoon had nothing left to offer, she would lay her cheek against my cool, dark surface, follow the grooves with a finger and count the nicks with each memory of how they came to be."  Saying that quite out loud

"When she awoke in a cold sweat, the darkness fresh inside and outside her mind, I would talk to her, speak words of encouragement in that high, teetering voice of mines until she made it to other end of the hall and to her mother’s room. You’re almost there. You’re almost there. No one had ever grown closer to her than me, no one had ever come closer to feeling like home."  I sighed, that was her favorite story line from the book "Memories" by Dim Leon, I remember