It made perfect sense, and at the same time nothing seemed to.

How can I tell them that I love them if I'm no longer there?

See, that was the problem in relationships when emotion began muddying the waters. It was as if (Lexie) expected him to do or say exactly the right thing at exactly the right time, whatever that was.

You are the answer to every prayer I've offered. You are a song, a dream, a whisper, and I don't know how I could have lived without you for as long as I have.

Working on the plot/story idea for my next novel ... It always takes time.

Love doesn't mean anything if you're not willing to make a commitment.

If relationships were hard, mariage was even harder... it seemed like most couples struggled. It went with the territory. What did Nana always say? Stick two different people with two different sets of expectations under one roof and it ain't always going to be shrimp and grits on Easter.