“I could draw in each mole, every dark pigment, birth mark, blemish, contour and crease found in his skin. I could map out Jake like the night sky and with the same degree of accuracy.” Although thinking it a weird idea, the words I chose said otherwise.
“I’d kill myself if I was short.” A simple statement, but not one I’d ever heard said before, word-for-word.
His fluency took me by surprise and realising a response was needed, I drew upon the little grasp of school-boy french I had, replying “Oui, merci beaucoup, vraiment.”
Nodding your head and smiling, you’d told me you were just fine.