I lie down beside him and he touches his
lips to mine. He isn’t above kissing me but he wants to be kinder to me than a
mere kiss. He whooshes breath into me like a man pumping a balloon and I begin
to float, to blimp up and fly around the room.
I’m not in control of myself. I just flap around
and wait for his life to drain out of me. Once I am filled with just my breath
I’ll come down to earth.
