Re: Trailer: Amy/Si
[She watched. She watched, and she watched, and though her gaze was unfocused it was intense, steady, staring, staring from her perch. She turned her head to watch him, kneeling still, and she smiled a little as he crawled over her, and then he was there, and he was large and unfamiliar in the white-plush bed, and the clothes were an island of tales on the floor of the clutter-crowded space, and she went. She crawled over him now, knee and knee, and then she slotted up against him, back to his belly, and she was small, and she fit there like a key in a lock.] I always feel safe here. [And it was true, both in the embrace and in the crowded trailer that was nothing like big houses with secrets and hungry guts.]