Kresley Cole Quote
Trying to draw Matthew into our conversation, I said, Look, here’s Matthew’s. I pointed out his card; on it, a smiling young man with an oblivious expression walked a desolate land, carrying a rucksack and a single white rose. A yapping dog nipped at his heels.Matthew tilted his head at the likeness. In a place where nothing grows, I carry a flower. The memory of you.I smiled at him. That is so sweet.He frowned. That literally happened.Oh.
Kresley Cole
Trying to draw Matthew into our conversation, I said, Look, here’s Matthew’s. I pointed out his card; on it, a smiling young man with an oblivious expression walked a desolate land, carrying a rucksack and a single white rose. A yapping dog nipped at his heels.Matthew tilted his head at the likeness. In a place where nothing grows, I carry a flower. The memory of you.I smiled at him. That is so sweet.He frowned. That literally happened.Oh.