“You'll have the use of my body, Breck, until my mother is dead, but that's all you'll have of me. Not one word of tenderness, not one ounce of compassion or concern. If you're tired, if you're hurt, if you're… — Anne N. Reisser Copy Share Image
“You've tormented my dreams and tortured my days. I hear your voice in other women's voices. The scent of your hair teases my senses…a… — Anne N. Reisser Copy Share Image
“You'll have the use of my body, Breck, until my mother is dead, but that's all you'll have of me. Not one word of… — Anne N. Reisser Copy Share Image
