Lit majors are not known for watching where they're going; most of us walk with our eyes in a book instead of on the path ahead.
Rachel VincentThen strong, warm arms wrapped around me from behind. "I've got you," Tod whispered in my ear.
Rachel VincentAnd you still love Marc?" "More than I can even explain. He's my rockโstrong and steady, and ready for anything. He knows what I need before I know it, and he pushes me to work harder, and look deeper, and be better. He challenges me, and infuriates me, and he lights me on fire, deep in my soul. And he has never, ever let me down. Sometimes it feels like he's the only thing keeping my heart beating. I love him so much that it feels like I'm dying a little bit every day that he won't smile at me. Or touch me.
Rachel VincentYou know, honey, Natalie's expecting her second." I arched my eyebrows at my mother, not following the change of subject. "Second what? Mortgage? Conviction? Chance at life?" "Baby of course. Her second baby. The doctor says this one's a girl." I laughed, genuinely amused that my mother thought it should have been so obvious. "Yeah. Well, I bet Natalie can't drop a Stray with a Powerhouse Right Hook.
Rachel Vincent