Chapter 10

We turned on one another deep, drowned gazes and exchanged a kiss that reduced my bones to rubber and my brain to gruel.

Peter De Vries.

Two days later, Gisele decided to call Lizzie. “Hello, stranger,” Lizzie said as she answered.

“Hey, Liz.”

“Yeah, just ‘hey.’ No ‘Lizzie, I missed you so much!! How are you? I wish I could come to stay with you.’”

“Lizzie…” Gisele started.

“It’s okay, I get it,” Lizzie cut in.

“You do?” Gisele asked, surprised. Lizzie never let stuff like that go. She’ll rant, scream, and sulk.

“Yeah, I get that I live in some faraway village with no modern amenities,” Lizzie said sarcastically.

“I said I was sorry, jeez,” Gisele exclaimed, then continued, “So many things have happened, and I realize I need you so much.”

“Oh, dear. Don’