I hate to admit this, but some days hearing about other people's problems actually cheers me up.

His writer's words poured over her like poetry, and she couldn't find a single wisecrack to put up between them.

My website bulletin board is the place I interact with my readers.

Pride had kept her running when love had betrayed her.

He should have seen this coming, but he hadn't. Of course she wouldn't want to move back to Wynette after everything that had happened to her there. But what about his family, his friends, his roots, which stretched so deep into that rocky soil he'd become part of it?

Mummy’s coming home late tonight. It’ll be just we guys, so we can get drunk and watch porn.

I sure do miss that woman. Smart. Funny. Sweet. She never gave me a moment's trouble." "Gosh, I'm sorry about that. I knew it was boring between you two, but not that bad.