She turned to face him. She reached over and touched his hand, hesitantly, gently, amazed that after all these years had somehow known exactly what she'd needed to hear. When their eyes locked, she once again realized how special he was. And just for a fleeting moment, a tiny wisp of time that hung in the air like fireflies in summer skies, she wondered if she was in love with him again.

You know how gossip is. It's the toxic waste of small town

To be quite honest, I've been very blessed when I've worked with Hollywood. The studios that have purchased my work to be adapted to film have really liked the work and wanted to stay as close as they could to what the book was.

I hadn't done any of the things that I normally did with girls, yet somehow I'd fallen in love.

Their fingers seemed to fit together in just the right way- effortlessly clasped,like perfect complements.

There are moments when mental overload can render words impossible.

People hide the truth because they're afraid.