Do I look the sort to cause trouble?” he asks. For the first time, he looks me directly in the eye. I catch my breath as his eyes slam into me. They’re the gray of...
—Jennifer Ellision
The only promise life fulfills is its end.
Wishes, I am finding, are fickle things when they turn on you.
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