"Seeing what scares you for what it is does not lessen the terror. It still has the power to break your heart, over and over again."
― Teri Terry
. . .
It was a chilly, Saturday evening.
Li-Am and Leigh Anne just finished eating dinner and are now sitting on their couch, watching a movie that Li-Am barely pays attention to for the past twenty minutes, his mind already drifting.
There was the fresh scent of apple pie still wafting pleasantly into the air even though Li-Am was pretty sure that between him and Leigh Anne, the rest of it stood no chance against their stomachs combined. That tasty treat had been reduced into nothing (not even crumbs) within minutes and he inhales, savoring the memory and sweetness of it all.
He can practically imagine the taste of the apple pie in his tongue again, hm... Li-Am really ought to bake again sometime soon. Better yet, maybe it's time to pass on the recipe to his kid.