Say it again,” he says. “That whole drawn-out speech?” I remember something about a solar system, but I’m too light-headed to recite the entire thing all over again. He steps closer. “No. The part about you fallin’ for me.

If you tiptoe into cold water, you're missing out on the rush of plunging in headfirst.

Who am I kidding? I have no reason for being here other that the fact that I want to be near her.

From the look of us, you'd never know we slept in the same bed last night and made out like the world was going to end if we stopped.

Daddy, What's the horizontal tango?

I want to live life on my own terms. But I'm Mexican, so mi familia is always there to guide me in everything I do, whether I want them to or not. Well, "guide" is too weak a word. "Dictate" is more like it.

I've had more students die than I ever thought possible. My husband urges me to quit Fairfield and teach at some school without gang members who live their lives only to die or end up as drug dealers.