“Me too. Do you want to meet me at the golf course after you get off work tomorrow? Then we can see each other all afternoon." "That sounds good." Which it did. But even if she'd said "Do you want… — Mindi Scott Copy Share Image
“Reece keeps trying to put the pieces back together without having any idea what’s causing me to break.” — Mindi Scott Copy Share Image
“I just love that feeling when things are about to change. Like when you know that in a few seconds you're going to do… — Mindi Scott Copy Share Image
“I don't know why, but I didn't want her to call me Dick anymore. It was feeling kind of fake. 'Maybe we should use… — Mindi Scott Copy Share Image
“Maybe it's like free-falling. You feel like you'd rather do anything than face it, but once you do it you realize it's the best… — Mindi Scott Copy Share Image
“Me too. Do you want to meet me at the golf course after you get off work tomorrow? Then we can see each other… — Mindi Scott Copy Share Image
“Three days later, Mrs. Dalloway was in the hall, blocking the classroom door. 'Hi there, Dick. Are you prone to seizures?' 'Uh, no.' Thirty… — Mindi Scott Copy Share Image
“As I grabbed my cocoa, chocolate ran down my hand. "This makes me feel like a five-year-old," I said, licking it off. "If I… — Mindi Scott Copy Share Image
“I don’t know how to fix this, or if it can be fixed. There’s too much to say. Too much I don’t know how… — Mindi Scott Copy Share Image
