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“There are no Rhett
Butlers and Darcys in real life. Only Heathcliffs.”
An avant-garde romance that goes beyond sexual
chemistry and digs deep into human nature and relationships.
Elizabeth Goodenough met Saber Fergus for the first
time when she was eight and he was twelve. He broke her heart when she was
eighteen. Ten years later, an unwitting mistake on Izzy’s part once again
brings her face to face with the same one-night stand that once brutally
crushed her.
But something seems different this time. Has her dark
knight really transformed into a knight in shining armor, or is he playing
her all over again?
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At
this point, Saber cracked a crooked grin and asked, “What’s his name?”
His
flat voice became ebullient. His mischievous smile created subtle wrinkles
around his deep-set, ebony eyes. They were shining far more brightly than the
stars I spent hours staring at trying to figure out which ones were my parents.
“I
haven’t named him yet. I got him only about a week ago. I am still thinking of
a name.”
“Got
him or stole him? Just like you were trying to steal our flowers.”
He
was teasing me and it was working.
“You
cannot steal flowers. Flowers belong to Mother Earth and Mother Earth belongs
to all of us.”
“This
part of Mother Earth belongs to me, so I own everything in here including
wicked little girls with their hideous looking sons of bitches.”
The
way that stiff-necked boy retaliated right away, it became clear that he was
not someone easy to take down.
He
continued. “So since both of you belong to me, why don’t I name him for you?
Dandelion. How is it?”
“Dandelion?”
The name made me smile. “I like it. I will call him Dandelion. Now he has an
actual name. Grandma says once you have a name, you become a real person.
Dandelion too is a real person now.”
“No,
he is still an ugly son of a bitch. Do you like the dandelion collection over
there?”
“It’s
beautiful. I wish I had some in my house, but our house is too small and we
don’t have a garden.”
“You
can take one from here. Come with me.”
Saber
moved toward the garden and I followed him. He plucked a dandelion and handed
it to me. It was my first time holding one. I was staring at the delicate
dandelion when Saber came close and blew right into it making it vanish into
thin air. I was still trying to figure out what had happened when I heard a
giggle.
“You
are a meanie,” I told him.
“Am
I?”
His
eyes shone like a polished apple. He snatched the stem out of my hand and
flicked it. It fell on the ground.
“Dandelions
are far too delicate. They are just an illusion. They look real but they never
last. Here.” He plucked a red rose and gave it to me. “Take this instead. Red
roses are far more resilient.”
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