“May we do it again? She sounds remarkably bright and cheerful. 'And I didn't bleed. My mother said I would experience great agony.' 'Half an hour.' 'I beg your pardon? Your mumbling.' Eyes closed, I attempt to enunciate a little… — Janet Mullany Copy Share Image
“May we do it again? She sounds remarkably bright and cheerful. 'And I didn't bleed. My mother said I would experience great agony.' 'Half… — Janet Mullany Copy Share Image
“But I regret to inform you that you are probably not dying' 'As you will.' I take a swig from the bottle of brandy,… — Janet Mullany Copy Share Image
“I'm sorry. I behaved like a jerk. You did. Is that forgiveness? I'm not sure. I think it's an acknowledgment of imperfection. And an… — Janet Mullany Copy Share Image
“He has big hands too, I say, swigging cider. I should know. Big beautiful hands. I daresay big feet as well. You mean that...?… — Janet Mullany Copy Share Image
“Tell me about yourself.' A strange thing for a husband to ask a wife.” — Janet Mullany Copy Share Image
“I mumble my vows, Shad mutters his, and I wonder what would happen if I lunged for the door like a wild animal seeking… — Janet Mullany Copy Share Image
“This must be the most embarrassing moment in my life. I am glad I am too ill to appreciate it fully.” — Janet Mullany Copy Share Image
