They found me at the kitchen table. Derek said, "There's something we need to tell you," and from the look on Andrew's face, I think he expected Derek to say he'd gotten me pregnant.

when times are tough, the weak bail and the tough get creative.

Derek picked the spot? Had he been hoping I'd be blinded by the morning sun and stumble off the edge?

You bat your baby blues at tall, dark, and gruesome, and next thing you know, he's trailing you like a lost puppy.

Urban survival rule 22: Never annoy an armed man.

He balled up my discarded sweatshirt and put it against his shoulder. “Go on,” he said. “I don’t bite.” “And from what I hear, that’s a good thing.” He gave a rumbling chuckle. “Yeah, it is.” I leaned against his shoulder.

He obviously needed more practice, but no matter how often I abandoned him out there, his sense of direction never seemed to improve.