It Wasn't Right. He Knew That, But

The City Of Pittsburgh Gleaming Suddenly Before Her . . . So Startling In Its Vastness And Its Beauty That She Had Gasped And Slowed, Afraid Of Losing Control Of The Car

His Love For Her Was So Deeply Woven With Resentment That He Could Not Untangle The Two.

He'd Kept This Silence Because His Own Secrets Were Darker, More Hidden, And Because He Believed That His Secrets Had Created Hers.

Each Letter Has A Shape, She Told Them, One Shape In The World And No Other, And It Is Your Responsibility To Make It Perfect.

...bleak Territory Of The Heart.