What I like about cooking is that, so long as you follow the recipe exactly, everything always turns out perfect. Itโs too bad thereโs no recipe for happiness. Happiness is more like pastryโwhich is to say that you can take pains to keep cool and not overwork the dough, but if you donโt have that certain light touch, your best efforts still fall flat. The work-around is to buy what you need. Iโm talking about pastry, not happiness, although money does make things easier all around.
Josh LanyonHe shifted over without comment, lifting the blankets, and I scrambled into the warm sheets beside him. He smelled like soap and sleep and bare skin. He smelled familiar. Not the deja vu familiar of Guy or Mel. Familiar like...the ache in your chest of homesickness, of longing for harbor after weeks of rough seas or craving a fire's warmth after snow--or wanting back something you should never have given away.
Josh LanyonIโm never wrong? Who besides Republican presidents and evil masterminds can say that with a straight face?
Josh LanyonWhen you live with a potentially life-threatening condition you get used to the thought of dying. You accept it, you push on. The thing that scared me was the picture of dying slowly and painfully, the loss of independence and identity to illness.
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