
The shadow of his cigarette, a black line drawn down his chin. Hers, shadowless from this angle. His fingers shadowed on the palm of his same hand. If all we knew were the shadows, we’d know just as much, and potentially more.⠀
The shadow of his cigarette, a black line drawn down his chin. Hers, shadowless from this angle. His fingers shadowed on the palm of his same hand. If all we knew were the shadows, we’d know just as much, and potentially more.⠀