Deep inside the story, past the start of the beginning, but before the middle of the end
When the boy has met the girl, and kissed the girl, but not yet lost the girl, that’s my favorite part.
The waters are still calm and the wide open skies are blue. Conflict sits on a shelf by the door.
At the end of the middle, she is still his. There’s been no misunderstanding, no complicated,
Convoluted, comical slash and parry. Only long, hungry looks and a shared danish.