I read a lot - and I read a variety of genres.

It was a joint, which put it one slippery step up from a dive.

She walked with a ghost of herself, one full of potential and possibility. One who was fearless. Where had that girl gone?

I fear feeling my heart break a second time, because I'm not sure I could survive it. I'd rather live alone than risk the pain.

I’ve never been the one. Not for anybody.” He closed the distance between them. “You’ll get used to it.” He tipped her face up to his, kissed her. “Why? Why am I the one?” “Because my life opened up, and it flooded with color when you walked back into it.

The worst, the very worst requirement of friendship, in Eve Dallas's opinion, was sitting through an entire evening of childbirth classes. What went on there--the sights, the sounds, the assault on all the senses--turned the blood cold.

I think things happen between people for a reason.