“He was talking. I tried not to think of how he looked and instead of what he was telling me. Once I accomplished that, my brain couldn’t get past the ‘running’ part. “I don’t run.” I walked the mile run… — Lindy Zart Copy Share Image
“Remy shot to her feet, eyes blazing. Her hands were fisted at her sides. “Don’t be stupid, Creed.” “What did you say?” I asked slowly. “Don’t. Be. Stupid.” I opened my mouth, closed it. “Why do you even care?” I… — Lindy Zart Copy Share Image
“No one could control the length of their life, but they could control how they lived it.” — Lindy Zart Copy Share Image
“PICTURE A CREAM-COLORED couch. Now visualize one brooding dark-haired sex machine (I’m assuming, but I have a strong feeling about this) sitting on one… — Lindy Zart Copy Share Image
“I want to live as much as I can,and if people are around when I happen to get spontaneous, I can't exactly tell them… — Lindy Zart Copy Share Image
“She had realized something over the recent months: it didn’t matter who you were or what you’d accomplished in life; none of that mattered… — Lindy Zart Copy Share Image
“it didn’t matter who you were or what you’d accomplished in life; none of that mattered when tragedy struck. You had no pull; no… — Lindy Zart Copy Share Image
“Without making a conscious decision to do so, Drew grabbed a fistful of her ridiculous blond wig and tugged. Some of her hair came… — Lindy Zart Copy Share Image
“Each song had a story to tell, each song was a small, but significant tale.” — Lindy Zart Copy Share Image
“Love was forever, love was not lost when a life was; love did not fall away or weaken a person. Love was strong and… — Lindy Zart Copy Share Image
“We always think we have more time and that is the wrong way to think, because time is something we never have enough of.” — Lindy Zart Copy Share Image
“Why are you in my room?” “Because I can be.” “You shouldn’t be.” “Save it, Rochester. You broke my nose.” “Does it hurt?” He… — Lindy Zart Copy Share Image
“Why do you need a recipe book?” “So I can cook?” I raise my eyebrows. A frown twists his lips. “Pretty sure my mom… — Lindy Zart Copy Share Image
