Her first kiss was nothing like the movies.There were no swelling symphonies,soft-glowing lights or slow motion spins.He was neither royal nor redeemed.Their lips stumbled in rigid inexperience,and unlike magnets or puzzle pieces,they did not fit perfectly together.His heart raced. Hers did not,yet she detailed the unprecedented momentin a raw message to a long-suffering friend. Continue reading First Kiss by Christina E. Petrides