![]() Chasing Risks
-- EXCERPT: The air tingles in my chest, crisp and energizing, as I hold in a breath on my front porch. When I let it out, accompanied by a woosh, I can’t see it in the air, despite my expectation since we’re getting far into autumn. But even without the visual, it’s still cold as balls. And I wrap my vegan leather jacket (aka fake as shit, but with a great enough spin on the wording to get me to spend more that I should have) tighter around my chest. “I miss the stars,” Lucas says as he shivers in the open doorway, only leaning out to look up at the night’s sky outside with me. “It’s just cloudy,” I say. But he shakes his head, always up for a debate—no matter the time of day or level of clothing. “You’re crazy if you think Minneapolis doesn’t have light pollution,” he counters. “I mean, just look down your street.” He points to street lamps and fairy lights all over porches and decks. “Fine, fine. Whatever,” I admit. Then, thinking better of it I add, “Come here.” Lucas takes a tentative step out onto the chilly wood planks, tugging his arms even tighter around his bare chest. But before he can get the heel of his first foot outside, I yank him by the broad shoulders and pull him to me. It sounds more forceful than it looks—because his being almost a full foot taller than me pretty much negates any strength I’d like to convince myself that can subject him to. I mean I don’t have a Masters in Physics, but I don’t think all my energy could get his into motion if he didn’t want it to. His eyes widen and his lips make the cutest little ‘Oh’ as he shuffles in my direction. And then those puckered lips are on mine, and I’m rewarded with what I’d been aiming for.
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Sue G.
5/24/2020 12:31:54 pm
Sounds like an exciting and emotional read.
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