“A knock interrupted my thoughts. “You okay?” “Yeah. Can I have some freaking privacy?” “Sorry. You’ve just been in there for a while; I wanted to make sure you weren’t sick or anything. I’m leaving now. Also, I’m naked, so… — Chelsea M. Cameron Copy Share Image
The truth has not so much set us free as it has ripped away a carefully constructed facade, leaving us naked to begin again. — Lisa Unger Copy Share Image
