“Katherine is the master of anger; she dominates anger. She takes anger in her hands and twists its neck, ripping its head off. She throws anger against the wall and stomps it to death. Her voice rises, it changes, it… — Colleen Clayton Copy Share Image
“He cups the back of my neck with his hand and holds the other against my face, rubbing my cheek with his thumb. Slowly,… — Colleen Clayton Copy Share Image
“Katherine is the master of anger; she dominates anger. She takes anger in her hands and twists its neck, ripping its head off. She… — Colleen Clayton Copy Share Image
“On her way back, she scoops up forgiveness like a bouquet, sniffs it deep and arranges it in a vase. She sets forgiveness down,… — Colleen Clayton Copy Share Image
“Do you love me?' I say quietly, still staring at the water. He pauses. I turn to look at him. His eyes are soft… — Colleen Clayton Copy Share Image
“After a second, he reaches over and rubs my head playfully, and then pulls me into him. 'Come here,' he says gently. I unbuckle… — Colleen Clayton Copy Share Image
“Then I look over at Corey, who is watching me with a tenderness that makes me want to crawl inside his heart, pitch a… — Colleen Clayton Copy Share Image
“I watch his lips moving and he doesn't seem to notice that I'm about to reach up, unzip myself from the skull down, jump… — Colleen Clayton Copy Share Image
“You're beautiful, Sid,' he says, pushing my hair out of my face. 'And I never said it at first because it seemed so obvious… — Colleen Clayton Copy Share Image
