“Do you have a name I asked?" I asked. "Yes." He stared back at me, blinking. "What is it?" "Clover." He looked away and typed something into the computer. His mouth kept twitching, like he was trying to hold in… — Tara Kelly Copy Share Image
“Everything you say is worthwile to me. Even when you don't let me finish a sentence.” — Tara Kelly Copy Share Image
“If you don't care, don't ask me how I am. Chances are, I don't care how you are, either. And it's not because I… — Tara Kelly Copy Share Image
“I'd been preparing myself to apologize. Forgive and forget, as Mom says. "Fuck you," I said.” — Tara Kelly Copy Share Image
“I really wanted something, giving myself permission to screw up wasn't an option” — Tara Kelly Copy Share Image
“Do you have a name I asked?" I asked. "Yes." He stared back at me, blinking. "What is it?" "Clover." He looked away and… — Tara Kelly Copy Share Image
“If only I could freeze this moment, this feeling, because right now, nothing else mattered. I was f***ing flying.” — Tara Kelly Copy Share Image
“Dave walked closer to me, his dark eyes combing my every move. "Do you always hold your guitar like that?" I dropped my pick.… — Tara Kelly Copy Share Image
“He said, 'Jasmine actually seemed like part of the band tonight.'" A smile twitched his lips. "Then he questioned his sanity.” — Tara Kelly Copy Share Image
“Why was it considered normal for a girl to live for fashion and makeup, but not car engines or bugs? And what about sports… — Tara Kelly Copy Share Image
“I love who you are. Because you accept me for who I am. You make me laugh, sometimes even at myself. And you make… — Tara Kelly Copy Share Image
