Whispers Behind the Dorm Door

ight passed like a st

ace's voice and the memory of his lips on hers. But every time she closed her eyes, he was there-l

espected he

knock again. And someho

ose they used to be. How he used to know the things she was too proud to say. A

nto the student union and saw him

il

nin

tened with someth

and whispere

mile. "Of cours

ay her eyes lingered. In the stor

are. Mayb

ly wanted, she might lose everything again