Iโm all mixed up inside. Itโs likeโI donโt knowโlike an ignition of some kind. one minute, Iโm fine, and the next Iโm losing it.
Catherine AndersonWhat was she thinking? Tarnished Silver? Brother. He probably practiced that smoldering look in the mirror so all women within a mile would fall over like nine pins when he smiled. Well, count her out. He was mouthwatering to look at, but so was cheesecake, and cheesecake was a heck of a lot safer.
Catherine AndersonWhen you've been hurt, you don't make excuses for the jerk who hurt you. That's his mama's job.
Catherine Anderson