“I’m sorry I wasn’t enough for you.”
There was no humor in her voice but he hoped she was joking. Surely, she couldn’t be hurt by his hunger. Julia wouldn’t meet his eyes, so he pulled her tight against him. Her rigidity melted quickly in David’s strong embrace.”
- Loathe Your Neighbor ch. 17
others are especially vulnerable to the attack of a maniac who throws firebrands. Do your words give life to others?