I fall down and my palms split open against the gravel. Injuries on the outside are easy to endure and I get up without hesitation.
Jessica SorensenStay here, baby" he whispers, like he can read my thoughts. "Trust me, okay? Don't run
Jessica SorensenI take my time because I love how it feels to carry her, the way she needs me, the way I need to protect her.
Jessica SorensenNo. I just never wanted to throw them away. Even if they were broken. I still loved them.
Jessica Sorensen