the mark we've left on each other is the color and shape of love. That's the unfinished business between us. because love, love is never finished.

the past only had whatever power you gave it; life was what you made it and if you wanted something different from what you had, it was up to you to make it happen.

My books usually end where they began. I try to bring characters back to a point that is familiar but different because of the growth that they have gone through.

It's hard to say when my interest in writing began, or how. My mother read to my sister and me every night, and we always loved playing make-believe games. I had a well-primed imagination. I didn't start thinking about writing as a serious pursuit, a career I could have, until after college.

It's a jagged thing in my throat, how much I miss her.

Try a little tenderness.

And he left. I watched him walk out – he didn’t say good-bye, he didn’t even look back. It scared me, how easy it was for him to do that.