We all just took the bookstore at its word, because if you couldn't trust a bookstore, what could you trust?

Wherever I went, I was on the wrong end of the stampede.

I love snow for the same reason I love Christmas: It brings people together while time stands still. Cozy couples lazily meandered the streets and children trudged sleds and chased snowballs. No one seemed to be in a rush to experience anything other than the glory of the day, with each other, whenever and however it happened.

Therefore. Ergo. Erg. Argh. Ugh.

Better to end this dream before it becomes a nightmare.

There’s no such thing as ready,” she says. “There’s only willing.

I don’t know what boldness came over me, but the resolute heaviness of Dash’s demeanor threatened to crush my soul. My pinky finger crept over and nestled against his, for comfort. Like a magnet, his pinky finger latched onto and intertwined with mine. I like magnets a whole lot.