Dominique and Iori had been engaged in a contemporary heart-to-heart for a long time and had fallen in love. But until this moment, they'd never been able to touch.

I hope you feel the wholehearted, distance-bridging love in this prose, and in my reading of it.

This standalone short story, written in the spring of 2021, is part of the jumble that has been stowed haphazardly in The Glove Compartment sub-anthology, as it doesn't yet fit with another narrative. The text for this original short story can be read on Vocal.

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