“ She shuddered. What is it with slobbery kissers? Are they trying to drown us in spit? I mean, Jesus, swallow every now and then. Tammara Webber
“ The little kids by the water threw their hands in the air and squealed, chasing each other in circles.It was hard to believe that I’d ever been that small. That young. That happy and clueless. They ha… Tammara Webber
“ She drew herself up and crossed her arms over her chest. So Buck can enjoy sitting in a cell contemplating how he blew up his life. That dickwad hurt two people sitting at this table. And you’re worri… Tammara Webber
“ We were encouraged to propose safetyprevention suggestions, and write them all down— locking doors, walking or exercising with a friend, wearing shoes that don’t hinder running. Erin’s suggestion of A… Tammara Webber
“ I had become Harry Potter. Except I was thirteen and not magic, and my destiny, whatever it was, held no profound purpose. Tammara Webber
“ Having pretty much burned every bridge he crossed, our friendship was like a malfunction of his usually deficient people skills. Tammara Webber
“ Apartó las lágrimas de mi rostro.- ¿Cómo me has encontrado?Sacudí mi cabeza.- Quizás estoy exactamente donde debí de haber estado, después de todo. Tammara Webber
“ Elegir estar contigo no es una difícil decisión Jacqueline... Es fácil, increíblemente fácil. Tammara Webber
“ And I want nothing more than to wrap myself around him and be carried away to a place where I don't have to think. A place where there's no guilt or fear, no right or wrong, no divine punishments or s… Tammara Webber
“ —Elegir estar contigo no es una difícil decisión Jacqueline —él suspira, moviéndose hacía atrás por última vez para mirar fijamente mis ojos—. Es fácil, increíblemente fácil. Tammara Webber
“ When I was a child, I sometimes wondered if you were my guardian angel. Now that I’m older I know that you are. Tammara Webber
“ He laughed, and the sound reduced the pain of every sore place on my body to the dullest ache. Tammara Webber
“ He fell for all those things, and when she died, it was like someone had extinguished the sun, and he had nothing left to orbit. Tammara Webber
“ Harriet Beecher Stowe wrote, The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone. Tammara Webber
“ My mother always pouted that it was actually her paintings and not her charm, her beauty or her sass that made him fall in love with her. He'd always insisted that it was definitely her sass. I knew t… Tammara Webber
