“as he stared at her, he reached around his back and held his own hand…pretending he was holding hers. and at that very moment, she was pretending to be holding his.”
the sadly short-lived series pushing daisies is always always always going to be one of my very very favourites. it’s about a piemaker who can touch dead things and bring them back to life, but there are some limitations. it is one of the nicest love stories about people who can’t touch, ever. it had such wonderful scenery and set design and characters and dialogue, and i miss it terribly, and often.