“You can’t tell a little kid that you swear to God over something and then not do it. You may effectively ruin my childhood.” He looks off into nothing, a wistful expression on his face. “Gosh, think of the therapy… — TJ Klune Copy Share Image
“I was eight years old when I realized that my G.I. Joe and Optimus Prime were more than friends,” I told her. “Theirs was a forbidden love that dared not speak its name.” “Optimus Prime is a robot,” Jenny said.… — Tj Klune Copy Share Image
“I wonder now, with everything said and done, if things would have been different had I remembered what the Tree had told me. Would… — TJ Klune Copy Share Image
“Why is everyone being all quiet?" the Kid asks. "Are we having a staring contest? If so, you should have told me because I… — TJ Klune Copy Share Image
“You don’t ever doubt me again,” he said hoarsely before his mouth grazed my nipples, first the left and then the right. His scruffy… — TJ Klune Copy Share Image
“Yeah, ’cause you were so quick to speak up earlier? it mocks. What’s that one guy’s name again? The one who is your heart… — TJ Klune Copy Share Image
“I sit up straighter and puff out my chest a little bit, unsure why I'm doing so even as I do it. I know… — TJ Klune Copy Share Image
“Because you’re worried, Bear. And it makes me nervous. You know when you worry, I worry. It’s just something we do.” — TJ Klune Copy Share Image
“Well, then, Otter, of course I don’t like Bundt cake. It has eggs in it. Baby chicken eggs. You don’t see chickens standing outside… — TJ Klune Copy Share Image
“You can’t tell a little kid that you swear to God over something and then not do it. You may effectively ruin my childhood.”… — TJ Klune Copy Share Image
“Then it hit me and I grinned at him. “You want to suck my dick!” His face grew redder. “You don’t have to say… — TJ Klune Copy Share Image
“Bear. It’s always been you. It will always be you. I love you, and that’s why it will always be enough.” — TJ Klune Copy Share Image
“I wanted to tell her how that praise had made me feel, how starved I’d felt for any kind of attention, that I’d begun… — TJ Klune Copy Share Image
