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Fear, insecurity, guilt, and sorrow all huddled in newly exposed corners, naked, cowering things, frightened children trying to pull the covers of the Everlast up to their chins.
Paul gave her his courtroom look, the one solely responsible for her falling out of love with him.
The indignation at being questioned—no, doubted—by Paul had evaporated like boiling water, not too unlike their relationship, actually. All that remained was a faint ring of fatigue.
She’d rather apply pressure than lipstick, and found Kit and Nicole’s love for fashion so bewildering she often studied them like they were exotic animals at the zoo.
her constant need to look on the sunny side of every sullied coin made him want to punch a blue jay in the beak.
You can’t have no future if you don’t have no past, and the past ain’t never done with you.”
the line between a catastrophe and a miracle is a fine one.”
“Because you dress like a princess, act like a lady, and are just nosy enough to get us both in trouble.” “Oh, Grif. You say the sweetest things when you’re being a total sexist pig.”
Even if you die today, and never step foot on this mudflat again, love always matters.”
She had her mad up now, no doubt about it.
You love her without willing it or wanting it, and that is the most exquisite pain of all.”
Death,” she said, as her hand dropped away, “is how you know you were alive in the first place.”
“Mortality is too exquisite for me.”
