Mapping Affection

The distance from the sparkle in Kara’s eye to when she last said goodbye rested in the bed of a pickup truck somewhere out west. The shortcut was on a map that I couldn’t trace the back roads, and dead ends led to roads better left untraveled. Kara, I couldn’t find, but my hands traveled every inch of her sweaty body, searching for the place she hid my heart. 

(© 2022 AC)

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