“My palms were sweaty despite the aridity, and my heart beat at an accelerated pace. What if she had been kidnapped? Or momnapped. Fucking napped!” — Laurel Ulen Curtis Copy Share Image
“About as much business as a cat owner has selling dog food. Or an Olympic swimmer has advertising for downhill ski equipment. Or a… — Laurel Ulen Curtis Copy Share Image
“I wanted someone to open doors and lend a helping hand, not because it was expected but because they wanted to. Because they liked… — Laurel Ulen Curtis Copy Share Image
“Being near him was like being in a cloud, making my vision blur and taking away some of reality's harshness with its mist.” — Laurel Ulen Curtis Copy Share Image
“You’re like a Banty Rooster, sweetheart. Tiny little thing, but you don’t hesitate to puff out your chest, lookin’ for a fight.” — Laurel Ulen Curtis Copy Share Image
“The thing is, he was the best kind of guy. Protective and strong, loving and easygoing, funny and honest. He was actually the exact… — Laurel Ulen Curtis Copy Share Image
“Really, Mom? Boob play isn’t your thing? You didn’t have an urge to motorboat them? I, for one, am shocked.” — Laurel Ulen Curtis Copy Share Image
“I thought it was probably best if I didn't go snooping around Wade's room uninvited. These days I would probably find all sorts of… — Laurel Ulen Curtis Copy Share Image
“I wanted more. I wanted another level; that warm and fuzzy bond combined with a big, strong man who was good at touching me… — Laurel Ulen Curtis Copy Share Image
“If you asked me, denial was the best stage of grief. If prompted, the Wicked Queen’s mirror would definitely say it was the fairest… — Laurel Ulen Curtis Copy Share Image
“Yeah, it's terrible really. Little fucking minions in there hacking away with their teeny individual pick axes, tearing away the lining of my uterus… — Laurel Ulen Curtis Copy Share Image
“No, not in a creepy way. I am anti-incest. It says so on my bumper sticker.” — Laurel Ulen Curtis Copy Share Image
