Knowing what I was, and wanting me, anyway.

Its beyond him now. its time for you to do you own thing." "My thing? my thing only worked if Grace was here to make it work. without Grace, i have an emotionally unbalanced wolf and a Volkswagen.

Sam: “I—it’s—I’m not an animal.

It's rude to stare, but the great thing about staring at a sedated person is that they don't know you're doing it.

If that moment had been a real thing, it would've been a butterfly, flapping and fluttering toward the sun.

Cole made a hissing sound. "Are you inside yet? God bless America and all her sons. What is taking you so long?" The front door was locked. "Here, talk to Grace" "Mommy isn't going to give a different answer than Daddy," Cole said, but I handed her the phone anyway.

Delia was an overbearing cake with condescending frosting, and frankly, I was on a diet.