" She said she loved him and he had no cause to doubt it.
They were like a drug in each other’s veins. A crazy bad-news drug, their hands trembled with the hypo, the needle prodded for an un-collapsed vein.
The drug they used was rare and dangerous with unknown and catastrophic side effects – you couldn’t buy it, it had to be stolen under cover of darkness when other folks were asleep or their attention had wandered. "

― William Gay