“Hmmm. What you’re saying is that you’ve never been kissed?” He picked at a string on the blanket under us.” — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“Camus and Henry waved to me from that muddy truck. They both wanted me to get over myself. So, this was me,… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“What I know about you, Henry,” he said. “Is that you, as big as you are, know how to walk gently on… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“In my mind, I saw a string stretching from Henry’s heart at Quiet Waters to my heart. It was taut and it… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“Next to the first Henry and Meg, Henry had written, “Promise?” Well, that genie’s out of the bottle and there’s no stuffing… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“He leaned toward me and said his name like he was sharing a secret and it made me think he probably kept… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“I smiled at him. Not even Wyatt would have known how to be this honorable when talking about a girl that had… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“Hearing my brother’s words coming out of Henry, this stranger in a strange town, made me feel wild with all the loss—wild… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“Okay, news flash. Jealousy is not something I enjoy. I hadn’t felt it much before. But I’d also never been in love.… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“We formed an impromptu circle just so we could look at each other and memorize faces. We hardly noticed the waiting officials.… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“I worried I would miss it, and I knew, from losing Wyatt, that things happen the moment the soul is released. Wyatt… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“Thanet is having a moment,” I said, leaning forward so Quinn could see him. “What’s wrong, man?” Quinn said. “Were you not… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“He’d had to fold his long legs into his desk. His boots had seen better days, and his jeans unraveled in a… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“Hold still, Meg, you’re dripping blood on my car seats.” I reached behind the passenger seat of Tennyson’s car looking for the… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“I needed out. The Jeep wasn’t fast enough. I shut it down, grabbed the keys and started running like a bear was… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“For a second, I stared at the map of her veins just under the surface of her thin skin. It was like… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“I’m not sure about all the particulars that led to this moment. Do I believe life is a series of dots to… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“And what do you want?” I almost choked. “How could you even ask me that, Henry?” He sighed. “Because I’m thousands of… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“Here’s what I learned about life when we were going through that. We’re all human and mortal. We’re all going to suffer… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“But with her eyes closed, she began to whisper. “If you have someone to love, then love. If you have someone to… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“You’re kidding, right? The whole town will know where we are just by the idle on that thing.” He feigned a look… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“The first thing I needed, possibly the only thing, was to kiss her and I did, for as long as I could.… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“Henry drew a shaky breath. “Do me a favor, Meg.” “Anything,” I whispered. “Don’t fall for Quinn O’Neill. If you’re going to… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“I’d never seen him bare-chested. For the first time, he seemed vulnerable to me. His smooth, tight skin wrapped around the long… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“My mom told me once that Wyatt loved her the way a boy will love his mother, but I loved her the… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“But Quinn held the fuzzy handcuffs in his hands, looking them over closely, and he smiled. “Oh, hey, did you want to… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“I found I could only glance at him for tiny moments and then I had to look away. He was perfect enough… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“I turned my ear toward the door because I heard him breathing. When you’re alone and afraid, the simple sound of the… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“He was taking a leap here, negotiating with a crackhead, under the table, in a dark cantina. The courage etched on his… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“Wait,” Quinn said. “There’s one more thing.” I turned around and raised an eyebrow. His eyes were wary and he lacked his… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“He smiled and squinted at me again, tilting his head up and to the right as he stared. “Maybe what I’m attracted… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“You look incredible, Kavanagh,” Quinn whispered close to my ear. “Are you trying to kill me?” “Ssshhh,” I hissed. “They’re going to… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“Look at this one.” I picked up a small painting of a man with dark hair and a short, dark beard. He… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“Is there one in particular, Tennyson?” Henry said, ducking out from under her arm. “I could arrange a meeting.” “Yeah, the one… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“She didn’t see me because of the reflection on the store windows, and she wouldn’t know me in this car anyway. In… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“I recognized Meg’s swirly handwriting and crooked my index finger into the side of the envelope to rip it open. There was… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“I didn’t look at Thanet. I couldn’t because he would see the hurt on my face. “He loves you,” Thanet said. “He’s… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“All of the emotions that hit people at times like these, all of them, were coursing through us both like a secret… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“I pretended to be a Cheyenne guide. I pretended to be a prairie woman. I pretended Henry was my old-timey husband taking… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“I won’t forget it,” I said. “I hope you meet someone perfect one day.” “Ha…yeah, that’s just it. I think I already… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
