A story about this — 2 years ago
NOT WORTH CONSUMING
Dear God, what happened to Patricia Cornwell?
“Her hair is wet and she has thrown on a black silk robe and is naked beneath it, and the satiny fabric caresss her body and rveals the deep hollow between her breasts because of the way she sits sideways on the hearth, bending into herself, her strong arms around her knees, her skin unblemished and smooth for her age. Firelight touches her short, blond hair and extremely handsome face, and fire and sunlight love her hair and her face the same way he does. He loves hr, all of her, but right now he doesn’t know what to say. He doesn’t know how to fix it.
Gak. Sob.