So what happened?I don't know. Another glance to ensure his continued state of Not Looking, and then I rip off my clothes in one fast swoop. I am now officially stark naked in the room with the most b...
So he started writing these novels set in Small Town Georgia about folks with Good American Values who Fall in Love and then contract Life-Threatening Diseases and Die. I’m
She's probably just tired of seeing you miserable.Like we all are, I add. I'm sure...I'm sure she's as crazy about you as ever.Hmm. He watches me put away my own shoes and empty the contents of my poc...
She kissed his lips then. They tasted of apples and cheese, of the revelation of things you never imagined going so well together. She tasted meting ice cream, too, melting defenses, herself melting i...
Saw two fallen branches in the shape of a heart. Thought of you.
Relax, he says, You're with me. I'm practically French.You're English.He grins. I'm American.
Porque tenía razón. Para nosotros dos, casa no es un lugar. Es una persona.
Por ti. Solamente será un viaje de veinte minutos a tu universidad, y viajaré a diario para verte todas las noches. Viajaría diariamente diez veces simplemente para estar contigo todas las noches.
Part 3Anna: St. Clair…Etienne: And that. Why don’t you call me Etienne any more?Anna: But … no one else calls you that. It was weird. Right?Etienne: No. It wasn’t And every time you say St. Clair, it’...
Part 2Etienne: I cheated on her every day. In my mind, I thought of you in ways I shouldn’t have, again and again. She was nothing compared to you. I’ve never felt this way about anybody before…Anna:...
POINT ZÉRO DEC ROUTES DE FRANCEMademoiselle Oliphant. It translates to ‘Point zero of the roads of France.’ In other words, it’s the point from which all other distances in France are measured. It’s t...
Oof, he says.Hey, there's a bed there.Thanks for the warning.No problem.
Ollie hadn’t been kidding. He really did like jigsaw puzzles. A countryside harvest festival was spread across the coffee table, and its repeating autumnal patterns held him and Grandma Young in a mat...
Oh, it's okay, I say quickly, letting go of the figurine. You can touch anything of mine you want. He freezes. A funny look runs across his face before I realize what I've said, I didn't mean it like...
No more moving. I'm here. I'm wherever you are.
My voice grows even smaller. 'Because I thought no one could love me.' 'And why did you think ''Because I didn't think I was worth loving.
Maybe I’m not a brave American, but I think I can be a brave Canadian.
Marigold searched between the trees—free organic hot apple cider clutched between her hands, she was not immune to its lure—and strained her ears over the sounds of laughing children and roaring chain...
Madame Guillotine gets mad at me. Not because I told them to shove it, but because I didn’t say it in French. What is wrong with this school?
Life is too short to be the same person every day -Dolores Nolan