“Hildy resisted the urge to suck on the end of her braid. "Look. I know. Paul crossed the line and --" Xiu raised her hand. "Stop. For starters, don't call him Paul." "Why? That's his name." "Too confusing. Pauls are… — Vicki Grant Copy Share Image
“I could get in there with a total stranger and do the thirty-six questions and next thing you know I'm hopelessly smitten with some… — Vicki Grant Copy Share Image
“PAUL: You're blushing. HILDY: I am not. PAUL: Yeah, right. You're just naturally fuchsia.” — Vicki Grant Copy Share Image
“I'm glad you two find this amusing." Hildy scooched toward the table so a man with a howling baby and several canvas bags full… — Vicki Grant Copy Share Image
“I'm going out,” I said. I loved the way that sounded. It was just like what the heroes say in war movies right before… — Vicki Grant Copy Share Image
“Hildy resisted the urge to suck on the end of her braid. "Look. I know. Paul crossed the line and --" Xiu raised her… — Vicki Grant Copy Share Image
