“Oh my God. You think you're my babysister, don't you?" He grinned and patted me on the shoulder in the most patronising way possible. "Go fly a kite," I growled, turning away. A couple of seconds later, he caught up.… — Tracy E. Banghart Copy Share Image
“After Aris awoke from and intense dream: '"Are you well? You were... making noises." Dysis sounded like she couldn't tell whether to be embarrassed… — Tracy E. Banghart Copy Share Image
“I'm glad you and Ash came to my rescue," I replied, leaning into his arms. "Anytime." Only it wasn't Josh who said it, it was Ash. I saw her standing next to us and realised I was sitting half in Josh's lap. Our arms were still tight around each other. Blushing, I scooted into my own chair. "Can we go… — Tracy E. Banghart Copy Share
“Allow? Shouldn't women decide what they'll allow for their own bodies, not a government acting out an antiquated, unnecessary law?” — Tracy E. Banghart Copy Share Image
“Why does anyone fight a war? To protect a way of life, to find or support loved ones. To avenge those lost. Or maybe… — Tracy E. Banghart Copy Share Image
“Are you well? You were... making noises." Dysis sounded like she couldn't tell whether to be embarrassed or concerned.” — Tracy E. Banghart Copy Share Image
“Oh my God. You think you're my babysister, don't you?" He grinned and patted me on the shoulder in the most patronising way possible.… — Tracy E. Banghart Copy Share Image
“Dianthe cleared her throat and said softly, “I do this because I believe a woman should have the right to fight and die for… — Tracy E. Banghart Copy Share Image
