"I must think about something else for a while. But then I remember his warn arms and his big strong legs touching mine and how hard and wide his chest was and how hot his kiss was, and I got outside and feed the chickens. They are getting mighty fat."
-Nancy E. Turner, These is My Words: The Diary of Sarah Agnes Prine, 1881-1901: A Novel
Has this ever happened to you? Some guy (or girl) completely enthralls your mind and you do everything you can to avoid thinking about aforementioned boy (or girl)?
Well, it's happened to me, plenty of times. And I love how Turner finishes the entry with "I got outside and feed the chickens. They are getting mighty fat." Any way that a woman can use to NOT think about the kiss--and she demonstrates it in her writing.
Happy month of February! I think I may try a theme of love for all of my quotes this month. We'll see how successful I am!
Cheers!
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