Because she looks to the sky so often, people think that her life is sweet, that her eyes are dotted with dreamy stars. But quite the opposite is true and I wish they could see—...

Trouble. Sweetheart. Sang. Don’t. Don’t slip away.” He sniffed. I felt a droplet meeting my forehead.Gabriel was crying.”I need you,” he whispered. “Comeback to me. I need you.

You’re my rose and I am the dew sticked to you who never wants to fall apart.

She watched the dark highway and entertained me with her vegetable-soup song, except that now there were people mixed in with the beans and potatoes: Dwayne Ray, Mattie, Esperanza, Lou Ann and all the rest....