One morning in 1983 Philadelphia, a boy brought a blanket to a girl at the bus stop. What bloomed from there should have been impossible.
Maya was a punk princess locked into an abusive relationship and Daniel a homeschooled Jewish boy with a secret.
Maya Chavez
“Maya. In some languages, you are Magic. In others, you are Love. But for me, you are all of these things and so much more.”
Daniel Eppstein
“It’s ok to be sad, but I don’t want it to be the reason you are spending time with me. I’ve known since I was a child. This isn’t new to me. You don’t have to worry about me.”
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“His touch haunted me the most. A constant pressure filled my chest and the ghost of his lips warmed mine whenever I forgot to be sad.”
—Maya