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339 pages, Kindle Edition
First published March 23, 2015






"You ain't much bigger'n a minute, Miss Sydney. But most white folk don't be quite as big as us black folks...I'll invite you over for some of my momma's cookin.' You'd eat like a little pig if you got a taste of some food southern food...If you're lucky enough to get a corner piece; you can get some of that baked hard cheese; and whoooeeeee, that baked hard cheese is some good eatin'."


"This is one of my apple pies. I won the spring contest down at the river with that exact pie...And this here's a jar of my pickled eggs. They're good for a snack or to eat with a sandwich, but you need to be mighty careful, Sydney. They'll make you pass gas."








"You ain't much bigger'n a minute, Miss Sydney. But most white folk don't be quite as big as us black folks...I'll invite you over for some of my momma's cookin.' You'd eat like a little pig if you got a taste of some food southern food...If you're lucky enough to get a corner piece; you can get some of that baked hard cheese; and whoooeeeee, that baked hard cheese is some good eatin'."


"This is one of my apple pies. I won the spring contest down at the river with that exact pie...And this here's a jar of my pickled eggs. They're good for a snack or to eat with a sandwich, but you need to be mighty careful, Sydney. They'll make you pass gas."



“It made me want to live life instead of just existing…
“I’ve decided I want more out of life…starting now. I want to kiss you.”
At this point Cambio and Sydney feel this:”I just really like you” – Toad
“I passed that stage a long fucking time ago.”- Sydney
The next stage peels off one more layer of his protective distinct shell making him want to see beyond the shell. Tear the walls down.
"The Wall" by Kansas
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vHk_E...
and he deepens the notion of awakening feelings towards Sydney. He’s straight forward and he doesn’t leave anything unspoken or unresolved. Sydney is the one that feels all of it in more overwhelmed mode since she was deprived of it from a very early age. She is keen and eager to take it all at once but is holding it back and letting Cambio set the pace.”I think I’m falling in love with you, Sydney.”
“I passed that stage a long fucking time ago.”
Another layer in changing is peeled off, and it is combined with the dealing of each other’s broken pasts…
They are united in its existence as a mere presence at this point and the act of closeness puts these two into the healing whelm of co-living and acceptance.”As individuals, we’re both broken. I think together, maybe we’ll make a complete, unbroken us.”
The passion between them is undeniable and Toad has re-opened himself letting Sydney in to capture his tormented, half-broken soul, tearing down the walls of detachment he’s replaced it with the fulfillment of belonging and patched up emptiness.”I love you”, I groaned. She opened her eyes as she fought to catch her breath, “I passed…” “That stage…” “A long fucking…” “Time ago, “ she gasped.
Impressive characterization of both H and h and I couldn’t help myself entering their world without placing me right in the center of their growing healing love through passionate, candid and straight forward notion of belonging.
Just simple wow.
For me this is definitely the best book in the Selected sinners series , so far.
The copy of this book was generously given to me by the author himself in exchange for an honest review.



Impossible for me to totally understand, my PTSD caused me to lack compassion in some areas, and be far more understanding and sympathetic in others. I realized I couldn’t save the world, nor did I wish to. For some reason I had attached myself to certain people and their needs, feeling tremendous guilt if I didn’t step forth and extend my hand to pull them from whatever it was they were drowning in. Sydney, for some reason, was one of those people.
“You know, I’ve always said people who run are running from something. What are you running from?”
“Cellulite, high gas prices, the cops, outlaw bikers and…” I looked down at the ground and paused. “And the reality that after each day passes I don’t get a chance to redo it, live it over, or make any changes,” I said as I looked up.
“Your…cock’s…huge,” I said between choppy breaths. “It feels like…I’m being fist-fucked by a midget,” I groaned.
