“He reached out, capturing her hand in his. He laced his fingers casually through hers. Violet leaned against him and the calm finally came, settling over her peacefully. And then he kissed her. Gently. Softly. Not on the lips, as… — Kimberly Derting Copy Share Image
“If it makes you feel any better, he’s been all sad doll lately too.” “What are you talking about, Chels?” Chelsea stopped walking and… — Kimberly Derting Copy Share
“One night, when Violet’s parents had gone out, he teased her about it, whispering against her throat, “I should probably be dating girls my… — Kimberly Derting Copy Share
“I just . . . I just wanted to make sure you were . . . okay.” He shoved away from the door as… — Kimberly Derting Copy Share
“What are you doing here?" she asked as she slowed from a jog to a walk and placed her hands on her hips. It… — Kimberly Derting Copy Share
“You even used to make up funny stories about those poor little lost creatures of yours. Remember Bob, the squirrel banker who forgot to… — Kimberly Derting Copy Share
“In the meantime, she and Jay sat shoulder to shoulder throughout the movie, and the warmth of his pressed up against her made it… — Kimberly Derting Copy Share
“Ewww!" Clair shrieked, shoving Chelsea away. "Get away from me!" "Leave her Alone Chels" Jules interupted, "or you're going to make her start on… — Kimberly Derting Copy Share
“I loved voices, I always had. Words held meaning, but voices held emotion.” — Kimberly Derting Copy Share
“The sounds she heard bouncing off the walls around her were those of defeat.” — Kimberly Derting Copy Share
“Jay’s mom was a lot of great things that Violet admired, technologically savvy was definitely not one of them. She was one of those… — Kimberly Derting Copy Share
“She slid a sideways glance in his direction, trying to figure out just what it was that was making her so . . .… — Kimberly Derting Copy Share
“He nudged her with his shoulder but didn’t say anything. They stayed like that for a while, enjoying the silence of being alone and… — Kimberly Derting Copy Share
“Odd how somehow she'd once thought she hated had become such an integral part of her daily life. Like breathing.” — Kimberly Derting Copy Share
