One more thing. I sold the mustang. Too conspicuous. Don't get too excited, but I bought you a little something with the extra cash. I heard you've had your eye on a Volkswagen. The owner is dropping it by tomorrow. I paid for a full tank of gas, so make sure she delivers.

He nuzzles my neck affectionately. "I love you. I'm happier right now than I ever remember being.

My history is long, and not much of it is good. I can't erase it, but I'm determined not to make another mistake. Not when the stakes are high, not when it comes to you.

She already has a car.” “A Ford. That’s like Toyota’s worst enemy.

My most noticeable physical trait is, hands down, my hair. It's big, unruly and curly, and you can spot it from a mile away... literally.

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

I already know my size. I don't need reminding.