“Call me Ace. That’s what my friends call me.” they both look up at me in question and I laugh, remembering just… — K A Tucker Copy Share Image
“Tossing it to a corner, he turns back to take my hand. And I’m facing the chest that I’ve not been able… — K A Tucker Copy Share Image
“Yes, he’s my psychiatrist,” I say quietly as I stare out at the road. I can’t meet his eyes right now. I… — K A Tucker Copy Share Image
