Find Me (Inland Empire #1)

by Anne Frasier

She was okay with her current state of affairs, and actually liked the ever-present threat of immediate collapse. Everything could be gone tomorrow. Or not.

It was harder for beautiful people like him to get old because they had so much further to fall and so many adjustments to make, going from a world where things came easy because you were so damn dazzling, to a world where you had to fight to prove you were even average.

Desert topography could be deceptive. Kind of like life. You kept thinking you’d made it, but in reality the place you wanted was always out of reach.

Abuse came wrapped in different packages, and indifference to a partner’s pain was one of them.

“Is that some kind of white-noise coyote app?” he asked. “I like the rain one, but that seems a little distracting.” “You really need to spend more time in the desert. It’s real coyotes.” “I’m sure I’d enjoy being surrounded by what sounds like fiends from hell.”