“Fork you, Kyle," she said and took a bite of her duck, chewing it with deliberate slowness. "Fork yourself, Lanie," he replied, irritated by her rant. She got quiet for a minute, swallowed, and then said barely above a whisper,… — M.K. Schiller Copy Share Image
“If you think you’re doing some charity work with me… something altruistic by taking pity on poor little Lanie, get over it now, mister—” Her fork flew right out of her hand, past Kyle’s shoulder. She sat there for a… — M.K. Schiller Copy Share Image
“You can't experience the power of healing if you've never been broken.” — M.K. Schiller Copy Share Image
“Stevie: "Oh, Adam, don’t let her hurt my pussy. You love that pussy as much as I do." Adam: "Marley, if you so much… — M.K. Schiller Copy Share Image
“He slammed her door shut and spun her so she was facing him. “One more for the road.” She stared at him with a… — M.K. Schiller Copy Share Image
“His smile is sad. “You've been carrying it for a long time, Emma. Let someone else carry it for a while.” — M.K. Schiller Copy Share Image
“The woman at the next table is making eyes at you,” Lanie said, whispering conspiratorially. “Really? What does she make them out of? Cloth?” — M.K. Schiller Copy Share Image
“Sometimes it doesn’t take much. The things everyone else takes for granted go deeper for those who are traumatized.” — M.K. Schiller Copy Share Image
“Guess what? You’re a MILF too, which in my book means a man I’d like to forget.” — M.K. Schiller Copy Share Image
“ Son, I know you don’t consider me family and that pain I’ll take to my grave. Let me just tell you this though,… — M.K. Schiller Copy Share Image
“Sometimes when you get what you wish for, it’s not what you want at all.” — M.K. Schiller Copy Share Image
“Because this story is the road to the Pulitzer, something you covet very badly. I'm willing to bet that just the idea of this… — M.K. Schiller Copy Share Image
