“The beauty of poetry is that it can mean different things to different people at different times.” — Wendy Higgins Copy Share Image
“It's a poem, for crying out loud! The beauty of poetry is that it can mean different things to different people at different times. But you know they're expecting one specific, so-called correct answer, and any other thoughtful response will… — Wendy Higgins Copy Share Image
“I tried to warn you, But girls never listen. Got your innocence insured? ’Cause it’s ’bout to be stolen Right out from under your… — Wendy Higgins Copy Share
“I stole glances at Kaidan's bare skin while the others were busy talking. That's my boyfriend right there, I silently announced.” — Wendy Higgins Copy Share
“Self-pity was like wearing a wool jacket in the sweltering heat, and I wanted it gone.” — Wendy Higgins Copy Share
“Tequila, anyone?” he asked our group, but his eyes were on me. “Hell, yeah, K, break it out,” Blake said. I tried to take… — Wendy Higgins Copy Share
“Let me undress you. Not all the way...just as you were today at Blake's. Please. Let me see you again” — Wendy Higgins Copy Share
“Supposedly Kaidan’s having a difficult time ’cause he can’t say swear words in every sentence,” Marna said with a smile. “He’s determined to find… — Wendy Higgins Copy Share
“How people’s passionate beliefs, often about similar things, just with different names, can drive such a fervent wedge between cultures.” — Wendy Higgins Copy Share
“This is my friend Veronica,” I told him. “And this is Kaidan.” “Oh, I've heard all about you.” Veronica gave him a big smile.… — Wendy Higgins Copy Share
“Have you ever cheated on a girlfriend? Jay squinted at her. "No. I wouldn't." "You would." she [Ginger] corrected him. "Everyone cheats." "That's not… — Wendy Higgins Copy Share
“Well, I don’t know about you girls,” Patti called out, “but I’m starving. You wanna help me throw everything together before I go check… — Wendy Higgins Copy Share
“I wondered what kind of sexy getup Kaidan would be wearing. Maybe Adam in a loincloth?” — Wendy Higgins Copy Share
“I stood with my arms crossed, scanning the crowd. My eyes hated on a very tall gorilla looking in our direction. He bore a… — Wendy Higgins Copy Share
“Shoes. I needed to get on my tennis shoes. I scrambled through my things on the floor and found them, shoving my feet in… — Wendy Higgins Copy Share
“He froze. “I . . .” Then, as he searched my face with wonder, he slid from his seat and down to one knee. “My sweet,… — Wendy Higgins Copy Share
