Stop crying. You're giving archangels everywhere a bad name." Patch to Pepper

I couldn't stand here, hanging on, when the very thing I held disappeared more with each passing day.

Patch was in my life for a reason. I needed him. We were two halves of the same whole.

My legs are falling asleep,” I blurted. It wasn’t a total lie. I was experiencing tingling sensations all through my body, legs included. “I could solve that.” Patch’s hands closed on my hips.

Anything was better than nothing. Half-full was better than empty. Ignorance was the lowest form of humiliation and suffering.

A girl could lather up in soap like that.

I don't have the body for this," I quipped, lifting my chin to a voluptous woman nearby who shook her hips zealously to the beat. "No curves." Jev's eyes held mine. "Are you asking my opinion?