For When the Battery Fades
📚 For the ones who still turn pages...
Here’s a clever little verse to echo the heartbeat of Comings and Goings—made just for those who know that sometimes, the best connections happen offline:
For When the Battery Fades
Or the Wi-Fi just won’t play nice...
Boston, '84. A boy on the run
From chatter and chaos, from everyone.
A girl with eyes that didn’t flinch—
A mixtape moment, inch by inch.
Not swipes, not screens—just breath and beer,
And Rachmaninoff floating near.
He wasn’t looking, she wasn’t loud,
But somehow, silence drew a crowd.
A paperback tale for your favorite chair,
For train rides, porch lights, anywhere.
A story that listens, instead of insists—
Of glances held and what love resists.
Not first love. Not neat or clean.
Just the grace of being truly seen.
🗓️ Out July 1 in paperback—because not every chapter needs a charger.
Perfect for hands that miss the rustle of a page… or hearts that carry the weight of memory like a well-loved spine.
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