Robyn Carr Quote

Nikki, I’m sorry. That was bad, what he did. He should’ve been honest. Yeah. And then there was you. In five minutes I knew you were more honest and straightforward than he was, but I doubted the signals. I wanted to fall for you—but I don’t know you. He reached a hand toward her shining black hair. So soft. By morning, there wasn’t an inch of me you didn’t know. You have a big mole on your butt, she said. You should probably get that looked at. And a scar on your shoulder. And I think you had your appendix out. He smiled at her. So, she had been paying attention. He wasn’t the only one, then. I was twelve. What happened here, she said, reaching out to his shoulder. I got shot in Fallujah. Mike Valenzuela kept us all alive till Jack could get us out of there. Six of us were bleeding all over the place, there were snipers everywhere, but we got out. Paul gave up a spleen. It was ugly. It ended the Marines for me—I’m out of the reserves now. Paul too. He smiled. See? You know things about me. Not enough, she said softly. Joe