“Shane closes his eyes and groans deep in his throat, a noise that embodies sex and death. His back arches, and his fingers rake the carpet as if to pull it up like grass.” — Jeri Smith-Ready Copy Share Image
“I thought I was long done with the Firsts. First Easter since his death, First Birthday, First Trip to IHOP, First Phillies Game. But everything we ever did together, that we'd never share again--like Longwood Gardens at Christmas--still waited before… — Jeri Smith-Ready Copy Share Image
“Hey, it’s not like I was saving myself for the day you had a body again, so don’t get excited.” “Too late.” He curved… — Jeri Smith-Ready Copy Share Image
It's not our ability to get forgiveness that saves us. It's out ability to grant forgiveness. — Jeri Smith-Ready Copy Share Image
“I suppressed another shiver - I did not want Zachary taking off any more clothes on my account.” — Jeri Smith-Ready Copy Share Image
“You obviously haven’t lived in D.C. very long if you think two and a half minutes is too soon to talk politics.” — Jeri Smith-Ready Copy Share Image
“This one's for Aura. You all know who that is by now. The only girl I've ever loved. I wrote her a song, but… — Jeri Smith-Ready Copy Share Image
“Forever” by Logan Keeley October 18, 20xx Lying beside me in the failure of flesh, You wait for the words that will let your… — Jeri Smith-Ready Copy Share Image
“You can give your life meaning.' She stroked my forehead from the center to the temples, with just her fingertips. 'We all can.” — Jeri Smith-Ready Copy Share Image
“Aw, he’s shy. How loveable, huggable, stuff-in-a-bag-and-take-home-able.” — Jeri Smith-Ready Copy Share Image
“I open my eyes. Yech, boyfriend thoughts, the kind I haven’t had since I was a teenager. It’s one thing to imagine Shane naked… — Jeri Smith-Ready Copy Share Image
