Heather Lewis’ “House Rules”


Serpent’s Tail (2005)

Lewis’ Lee is likely the first 15-year-old I fell in love with. And Heather Lewis, who writes pleasure and pain in a way that’s difficult to find done like this, is missed and missed, and I’m sure not only by me:

“I closed my eyes—not to keep her out this time, but to let her in. She brushed her hand along my cheek. I knew she wouldn’t kiss me, would leave that up to me and I would’ve, except I tuned too far in to how her hand felt on my cheek. How definite and unabashedly tender it was. And though I ached just where you’d expect me to, I hurt worse somewhere else and pressed against her to keep that hurt at bay by fixing the other.”

Get House Rules.

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