“She has ESB,” I say. Chloe rolls her eyes. “ESP you mean?” “No, ESB. Extrasensory Bitchyness.” — Jody Gehrman Copy Share Image
“Sure, okay, I'll pick up some cat litter. Anything else?" "Watch your back, G." Then she hung up. Hero paused in her sobbing to… — Jody Gehrman Copy Share Image
“Suddenly, the gods have stopped saying yes and have started making really obnoxious farting noises. In my face. With their armpits.” — Jody Gehrman Copy Share Image
“Maybe illusion and artifice—lies, even—are a necessary part of romance.” — Jody Gehrman Copy Share Image
“Yeah, I usually breathe. It comes sort of naturally to me. If I forget, asphyxiation’s a handy reminder.” — Jody Gehrman Copy Share Image
“Art boy is obviously intimidated. You're like the sun and he's squinting up at you, barely able to see because of your blinking radiance” — Jody Gehrman Copy Share Image
“Went home briefly to get my halter dress for Hero's party, and Mom was waiting for me at the kitchen table. Either she's psychic,… — Jody Gehrman Copy Share Image
“All of us have our wires crossed and crisscrossed so many times it's impossible to untangle the mess. It really does seem like the… — Jody Gehrman Copy Share Image
“These guys may not talk too much about relationships, but they sure do blush at telling moments, don’t they? Maybe that’s the key to… — Jody Gehrman Copy Share Image
“She has ESB,” I say. Chloe rolls her eyes. “ESP you mean?” “No, ESB. Extrasensory Bitchyness.” — Jody Gehrman Copy Share Image
