“Right now we're both yard sales of emotions. A penny for pain. A dime for bitterness. A quarter for grief. A dollar… — Courtney C. Stevens Copy Share Image
“He says, "I think there's a place where love equals history and a place where love equals the future and a place… — Courtney C. Stevens History Copy Share Image
“He doesn't talk. Except to me. Doesn't smile. Except for me. Doesn't go to dances. Except for me. This is the refrain… — Courtney C. Stevens Copy Share Image
“If he were to put his heart in my hand, he might never find it again. And I'm not cruel enough to… — Courtney C. Stevens Heart Copy Share Image
“I know these two weeks have been God walking right into my life like he has flesh and Kool-Aid coloured hair. The… — Courtney C. Stevens Copy Share Image
“One corner of Bodee's mouth moves. There's neither a smile nor a frown on his face, but I understand. Without words, he's… — Courtney C. Stevens Copy Share Image
“Whenever I'm with Bodee, it feels as if I'm made of glass. Mascara, blush, and fake smiles never fool him. Maybe it… — Courtney C. Stevens Fake smiles Copy Share Image
“Good guys and terrible guys seem to be stupid at the same ratio.” “Bodee’s not.” “Bodee doesn’t count. He was raised by… — Courtney C. Stevens Good guy Copy Share Image
