It’s a dove, an attractive girl, a winning card in poker, take your pick. You’re my Pigeon.

“I rested my cheek against his back and closed my eyes, breathing in his scent. …”

“Y no importa cuales eran mis razones para vivir sin él, sabía que no era lo que…”

“Hello?” he said, waiting out the shrill stream on the other end of the line. He…”

“What is that?” I asked, squinting at the vertical symbols.“It’s Hebrew,” Travis…”