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You don’t like me? That’s cool. You do you. Which was why I’d let Roscoe go ten years ago. Yes, I’d thrashed against it for a time. But in the end, I wasn’t one to force my company on folks who didn’t want it. Their loss, because I was awesome. I’m so awesome, I’m magic. Jazz hands. MAGIC!
“You can accept or reject the way you are treated by other people, but until you heal the wounds of your past, you will continue to bleed.” Iyanla Vanzant, Yesterday, I Cried
Texas. MD Anderson or something like that.”
The bullshit was strong with this family.
are stronger than you look,” Lundqvist said, crossing his arms. “You must have Viking
Nelson and I shared a look and she rolled her eyes, ignoring our colleague. “Actually, no. My people come from Wakanda.”
Cletus returned his attention to my chin, the razor in his left hand, and I shook my head. “Cletus, I do not want you shaving me.” My brother’s eyebrows raised over wide eyes. “What?” “He said he doesn’t want you shaving him,” Duane said, his stare on me, anxious. “You in any pain? We can do this later.” “I’m okay,” I said, though I wasn’t really. My chest hurt. Everything hurt. I felt weak, unlike myself. Restless and tired at the same time. But none of that needed to be said. “I’d just prefer if Beau did it.” Cletus’s lips parted in astonishment and he blinked. “But it’s my turn.” “Yeah,” I
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“This idea has merit,” Cletus said thoughtfully, and I imagined he was giving the room his somber nod. He was entirely too fond of giving folks what he called his
When that hadn’t charmed my pants off, he’d made a comment about my hair, saying we must shop at the same wig store.
