It was the beginnings of Indigo, with a touch of gray that feels like rain on asphalt, a fresh start. Then I met Ben and I began to see a new shade of blue. He’d come into this world with a color all his own and we’d been fine, maybe even happy. In a moment of pitch black, I lost everything but the new life growing inside me. Three years ago, the accident warped all the colors. In the beginning, my world was colored with the blue of love and the yellow of a curious place where rules didn’t matter You see colors. There was too much red in that cloud of blue.more It was the beginnings of Indigo, with a touch of gray that feels like rain on asphalt, a fresh start.īut Ben was also hiding something. Black is chaos, orange is rebellion, and red is deception. I’m a synesthete, which means that I hear and feel emotions in color. In the beginning, my world was colored with the blue of love and the yellow of a curious place where rules didn’t matter, time was just an idea, and loss was something we got to forget. In the beginning, my world was colored wi Enter to win one of three paperback novellas in Kay Kadinger's debut. Enter to win one of three paperback novellas in Kay Kadinger's debut.
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