Bonds are like rules, they're meant to be broken.

Instead of fearing the future, I should live and enjoy the present, she told herself.

Maybe weakness is a strength of a kind.

And Kingsley being Kingsley, he smiled as he pretended to pull the trigger.

Now that she decided she knew exactly what she wanted –him- she couldn’t wait to break the news. And if he didn’t want her, she could live with that – what she wouldn’t be able to live with was if she never told him.

It was maddening how your best friend could twist the knobs inside of you so much that it hurt.

That was the thing about pictures--they were worth a thousand words, but sometimes they weren't the right ones.