Until the Stars Fall

ybe it was the way Higgins had looked at her-not like she was

a smile and a battered thermos. "Thought I'd return the favor," he said, hand

bookstores after midnight?" she teas

piano in the back of the shop. "Only when they fe

into her chest like memory. Debby sat beside him, mug in hand, pre

ike he was about to run. But for now, between sips of bad tea

late night, unfolding o