E-mail creates the illusion that you're writing. You're not.
Don't mess with me, Calvin. You'll only get hurt.
I'm not living in the shadows anymore. I want to walk in the sun. But I can't do that without you.
Bobby Tom: You're supposed to be my assistant, not a baby-sitter! Gracie: One and the same.
ignore the pain, play through it.
He set the suitcases in the back then tossed her the keys. "You drive." She repressed a smile as she climbed behind the wheel. "With each passing day, your reasons for wanting a wife become clearer.