You mostly.” Her hands went still again as her eyes stared off into the past with a look so wistful it made me ache for her. “The boys tended to take care of each other but you were too much for anyone else to handle.” I poked at the ball of yarn avoiding her eyes. “I wasn’t that bad.” She smiled. “You broke Ethan’s arm.” “It was self-defense. He wouldn’t let go of my foot.” “He was helping you tie your shoe.
Rachel VincentSo don't. Come hang out with me at work. We can play naughty dress up with the hospital gowns and rearrange the supply closets.
Rachel VincentLit 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 VincentI'm dead, not impotent. Nasty rumors like that must be squashed before they gain momentum. Feel free to emphasize how very functional I am.
Rachel VincentI fell into that kiss like Alice into Wonderland, headfirst and flailing, heart pounding the whole time. The world spun around me and still I fell, and I only crashed down to earth again when someone called my name.
Rachel Vincent