You don't have to love me. Just don't leave me," he said against my leg

The heart wants who the heart wants. We can't help that.

And let her think I don't care she's with you? No can do. She needs to know what I want

I don’t bite Marcus. You can come sit on the comfy old couch with me. That chair is incredibly uncomfortable.” Just the opening I needed. I jumped up and sat down on the end of the couch and stretched my legs out in front of me. “You don’t have to tell me twice. I was just being polite.” Will ow chuckled and brought a blanket over to the sofa with her.

Or maybe I’d lost my soul already. I doubted God let someone like me keep any gift from him. It was highly likely I’d been born without one.

I ain’t the only old woman looking. I’m just the only one honest enough to admit it. The others just hire the boy to cut their grass so they can sit at the window and drool.

I perfected the art of being uninteresting.