“It feels like Christmas morning and summer vacation and every wish you ever made over candles on your birthday cake as a little kid come true. It feels like finding something you didn’t even know you’d lost and then wondering how you ever lived without it. It feels like lightning. Like fire. But also like the world’s most comfortable bed. It feels like everything you could ever want but know you don’t deserve and will never be worthy of. It feels, prick, like magic.”
I hold the phone out to Eva. “If he says anything you don’t like, I’m throwing this out the window.”
She stares at me for a beat while I fold my arms over my chest and lean against the stove. Then she raises the phone to her ear.
She snaps, “Don’t upset him like that again.” She pauses, listening. “No, because it upsets me
