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âHear me out.â Tom gears up, holding out two hands like heâs ready to go into an intense conversation. âDouse the pins in gasoline. Light them on fire. Fire bowling.â
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âWant to know a secret?â she whispers. âSure,â I say, my arm stretching across the back of her chair again. She smiles and says, âYouâre my favourite four-letter word.â
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âWill you throw flowers at my funeral?â Audrey asks.Â
Jane begins to smile. âOnly roses. And you, mine.â
âOf course, sister.â She exhales, the conversation between the Cobalt girls weird as shit and slightly fascinating.
â 01/27: Happy Birthday Audrey Cobalt!
âDonnelly hangs onto his punching bag, a colorful tattoo sleeve covering his fair skin. Heâs a chestnut haired, blue-eyed shameless twenty-six-year-old from South Philly.â
âȘâAnd meâŠI know her as Sulli. My nineteen-year-old cousin who jokes crudely, loves wildly, and can outrace me on foot or water every single time. I love her like a little sister, and she has no brothers of her own.ââŹ
On the pillow rests a yellow sticky note. I prop myself on my elbow and read his legible handwriting. No one has ever left a note for me. Not like this. My heart swells and I stare longer at the note like itâll disappear in my fingertips.
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âPeople thought she was nuts â in a genius âI will devour your soulâ kind of way.â
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âmurder is still illegal in pennsylvania, right?â rose asks. âand the united states, and the world,â i tell her. âdammit.â
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âYou know Jane Eleanor Cobalt as the oldest Cobalt child out of seven. The twenty-two-year-old pastel-loving, cat-hoarding girl who invites you into her life like a friend.â
âWhat kind of credit do you think I should give myself? Oscar stares at him for a long beat. âMore.â
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And then, suddenly, dangling bulbs illuminate. Rounder and bigger than Christmas lights. Dozens of them. All at once. Theyâre strung horizontally along the trunks, creating a bright pathway into the thicket of trees.Â
I canât miss what lies in the middle. Pink rose petals strewn over feather-light bedding: a white comforter with white fluffy pillows. All raised off the ground like air mattress rests beneath.Â
âIâve been alone for most of my life,â Ryke starts. âAnd then I met you,â he says huskily.Â
âI made your life crazy,â I whisper.
He nods like itâs a good thing. âYeah, Dais. You made it fucking crazy, and Iâve been so crazy in love with you⊠In college, I used to want weeks to myself. I used to just fucking check out and leave⊠I go two days without seeing you and it fucking kills me. I never thought Iâd love someone this way. I never thought I could, but youâve made me love my life more than I ever fucking have. I canât even imagine spending the rest without you.â
I go with freedom in my chest, freedom in my heart. And I block his path with my body, holding my hands out. Rykeâs dark features brighten as soon as he sees me. His lips rise far beyond an almost-smile. He notices the flower crown still in my clutch, and he steals it from my hand. I watch as he sets it atop my blonde locks, some strands painted with color. âI was waiting for the sun to chase me,â he breathes, drawing me to his chest. In one swift movement, my lips are on his. The world is spinning. He kisses me like this is the moment heâs envisioned all his life. Like this is heaven on Earth. For me, it is. A blissful moment before something that could be the end. The rush before the fear. He whispers, âI fucking love you.â I smile, my lips tingling. âGuess what?â âWhat?â âI love you more than chocolate cake.â
the cobalts + namesake (part ii): eliot, tom, ben, and audrey cobalt I never thought my choices would contain so much feeling but with each middle name, I only see fractions of logic. (âŠ) Most, I chose out of nostalgia, out of something heartfelt and visceral that canât be described with numbers or bare facts.