Some Kind of Perfect (Calloway Sisters #5)

by Krista Ritchie

“All my dreams are realities, darling. And your dreams are my dreams.”

Rose paints women as the superheroes they are, and she bolsters this truth until our daughter believes she is one too.

“What are you thinking?” I whisper. “How breathtaking dreams are when you meet them.”

My relationship with Dais was never founded on words, so when dead-silence arrives over a call, it’s not tense or strained. It’s fucking peaceful.