Why are you so good to me Peter?"My head tilts back against the tree. My eyes are too heavy to keep open. I feel the vague sensation of his hands sliding under me, weightlessness as he lifts me up and settles me against his broad chest.On the edge of sleep, I hear him whisper,"That's for me to know and you to never find out.
-Dan Krokos
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