“Who would I kill?” I asked, sitting up from him, wiping my face. “Who?” “Yeah, I mean, is it random, or do you choose them?” “Well.” He grinned and picked an ant off the rug, then tossed it onto the… — A.M. Hudson Copy Share Image
“You don't know how to take no for an answer, do you?” “That wasn't a no,” I teased. “Now—” using his wrists to drive… — A.M. Hudson Copy Share Image
“The echoes of our past are the hands that shape our future, ringing out with endless percussion, but returning to us only in silence.… — A.M. Hudson Copy Share Image
“Whoa,” I pinned my dress under my legs and nudged his chest with my elbow. “Put me down. This is kidnapping.” “No, it's not,”… — A.M. Hudson Copy Share Image
“Ara. Ara, stop.” He propped my body against the wall and unfastened my hands from his neck. “Why? What's wrong?” I wiped my mouth… — A.M. Hudson Copy Share Image
“Then, I guess, I can only hope that you will change your mind. But I will love you, without a doubt, for all eternity.” — A.M. Hudson Copy Share Image
“Everyone has a secret. The depth and darkness of that inner truth can be the precursor that determines ones lifeline or, perhaps, eventually, personality.… — A.M. Hudson Copy Share Image
“Don't pretend you don't like it when I treat you as a lady.” “Maybe I don't.” Despite that, he still opened the car door… — A.M. Hudson Copy Share Image
“No one stays the same, David. Everything you are is a direct result of something that's affected you in your past, whether it was… — A.M. Hudson Copy Share Image
“I know you like me, Ara. You don't have to pretend, just because you think it's improper to fall for someone at first sight.”… — A.M. Hudson Copy Share Image
“Life is nothing without pain. We cannot feel the warmth of the sun without knowing cold; we cannot feel the joy of a smile… — A.M. Hudson Copy Share Image
“So, what were you about to do that day, then? Float away or something?” “No.” He looked up from the ground and smiled. “I… — A.M. Hudson Copy Share Image
“Ryan rattled off names as I nodded and smiled at the faces - forgetting their names instantly. They should all be called Bob -… — A.M. Hudson Copy Share Image
