We talked--recent history only--and Lucas relayed the story of how Francis came to be his roommate. "He showed up at the door one night, demanding to be let in. Napped on the sofa for an hour, then demanded to be let out. It turned into a nightly ritual, with him staying longer and longer, until at some point I realized he'd moved in. He's basically the most brazen squatter ever.
Tammara WebberSome of us can begin to heal the damage people have done to us by escaping the situation, but some of us need more than that. Tattoos make statements that need to be made. Or hide things that are no oneโs business. Your scars are battle wounds, but you donโt see them that way. Yet.
Tammara WebberUgh! Erin. You have a one-track mind." She smiled deviously. "I prefer to think of it as target-driven.
Tammara WebberThere's something uncontaminated about her, and I don't even mean sexually or whatever. I mean the way she is, at her core. Like when you wake up and the world has been blanketed by snow overnight, and not a single footstep or tire track has spoiled the untouched perfection of it.
Tammara WebberHow could I not love you? No one has ever affected me like you do. When you told me goodbye last month, I tried to let you go. I told myself it was the best thing for you because you wanted it. But youโre wrong, Dori. Iโm good for you even if you donโt know it yet. I know because Iโve never been good for anyone before.
Tammara Webber