Telling Sam and Daneca feels like peeling off my own skin to expose everything underneath. It hurts.

The truth is messy. It's raw and uncomfortable. You can't blame people for preferring lies.

Every plan is a house of cards.

I have to spring a cat out of Rumelt Animal Shelter. Think of it as a prison break." It does the trick. He laughs. "Whose cat?" "My cat. What do you think? That I break out the cats of strangers?" "Let me guess, she was framed. She's innocent.

It's starting to sink in," Corny said. "I can almost look at you without wanting to bang my head against the wall.

Allow me to explain how my whole life has prepared me for this moment. I am used to girls screaming, and your screams – will be sweeter than another’s cries of love.

If we have to be cat burglars, I'm going to see what' to steal in the fridge." We're trying to find evidence she's the poisoner. Just a thought before you start putting random things in your mouth." Ruth shrugged and walked past Val.