“What am I doing here? I haven't talked to my dad in two days. He's probably moved from worry to sheer panic because I haven't come home. And maybe he's right to be afraid. Maybe I should be more afraid.… — Trish Doller Copy Share Image
“The whole world's pretty messed up, isn't it?" "Perhaps. But there is also kindness everywhere.” — Trish Doller Copy Share Image
“Her green eyes meet mine in the Guinness mirror behind the bar and it feels like all the air has been sucked out of… — Trish Doller Copy Share Image
“Hey back,' I say, my voice low beside her ear. She shivers. I love that.” — Trish Doller Copy Share Image
“I thought I was having a fucking stroke," I say as they free me from my coated elastic prison, making them laugh even harder.” — Trish Doller Copy Share Image
“Yeah, well, I don't really want to kick you when you're down, but mostly for some crazy reason"- her face tilts up and she… — Trish Doller Copy Share Image
“How do I know you're not the devil?" I whisper to Noah, my lips touching his. I can feel his smile against my mouth,… — Trish Doller Copy Share Image
“Does this public display of affection with my daughter on my front porch mean I'm stuck with you now?" he asks, opening the screen… — Trish Doller Copy Share Image
“Something I'm not ready to name works itself under the grip of Charlies death and loosens it, and keeps the nightmare at bay when… — Trish Doller Copy Share Image
“He was the person all of us should be, but most of us aren't. And if I could have taken his place to buy… — Trish Doller Copy Share Image
