“What did you do when you had no job, no boyfriend, no life? You crawled onto your mom’s couch and wore a melon-colored sweat suit from the sale rack at Walmart for several days on end, that’s what.” — Callie Harper Copy Share Image
“making me feel like nothing bad would ever happen to me again in life. He had me. He’d protect me, cherish and treasure me.” — Callie Harper Copy Share Image
“It was tempting to throw a tantrum, stomp your foot and demand that things be different. But growing up and being an adult didn’t… — Callie Harper Copy Share Image
“What did you do when you had no job, no boyfriend, no life? You crawled onto your mom’s couch and wore a melon-colored sweat… — Callie Harper Copy Share Image
“She dissolved into giggles, a tear forming at the corner of her eye. “I don’t want to go back to juicing!” she declared, cracking… — Callie Harper Copy Share Image
“I guess I didn’t picture you with a gram.” “How do you think I came to be?” “I don’t know. Maybe you grew like… — Callie Harper Copy Share Image
“But, see, that kind of thinking only led to self-pity and that might be the quality I hated most in people. That and self-conceit.… — Callie Harper Copy Share Image
“It made me think of some of the L.A. boys I’d been with, the way I’d catch them watching themselves in the mirror while… — Callie Harper Copy Share Image
“Because I obviously didn’t want to get kidnapped. No one did, not really. But if I did ever get kidnapped, please Lord let it… — Callie Harper Copy Share Image
“I wasn’t a religious man, but something about the woods at night always struck me. Surrounded by the crystal quiet, the ancient oaks and… — Callie Harper Copy Share Image
“Ever since I’d started dating, I’d only spent time with the type of man who’d take me out to fancy restaurants where he paid… — Callie Harper Copy Share Image
“Advice was so easy to give. Knowing what to do with it once it was given to you, now that was the real trick.” — Callie Harper Copy Share Image
“Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, she walks into mine. All right, it wasn’t Casablanca and Violet… — Callie Harper Copy Share Image
