“Tonight, she thinks of Wes. She thinks of what might have happened if she had canted her hips against his instead of shutting down. She thinks of his tousled hair and bared forearms and their hands rough on each other. She thinks of the expression he wore when they lay tangled together. He looked the same as he did when she fired that dud prototype bullet. Like realization dawned on him, and he could see everything clearly for the first time. Hidden beneath the confusion was something else, burning hotter than an alchemical reaction. Hunger.” LoveLongingMargaret Welty Book:A Far Wilder Magic Source: A Far Wilder Magic