“ I hate that question, “Are you okay?” It’s like asking someone if they think you look fat. You’re almost guaranteed to get a lie. Hilary T. Smith
“ I want to kiss you," I say, "but I seem to be holding this cat."Skunk lifts his hand and touches it to the side of my face. His fingers are warm from carrying the hot skillet to the table. He regards… Hilary T. Smith
