“The echoes of our past are the hands that shape our future, ringing out with endless percussion, but returning to us only in silence. No one man can know the road he must take, nor can he know where each… — A.M. Hudson Copy Share Image
“You don't know how to take no for an answer, do you?” “That wasn't a no,” I teased. “Now—” using his wrists to drive… — A.M. Hudson Copy Share Image
“The echoes of our past are the hands that shape our future, ringing out with endless percussion, but returning to us only in silence.… — A.M. Hudson Copy Share Image
“Whoa,” I pinned my dress under my legs and nudged his chest with my elbow. “Put me down. This is kidnapping.” “No, it's not,”… — A.M. Hudson Copy Share Image
“Ara. Ara, stop.” He propped my body against the wall and unfastened my hands from his neck. “Why? What's wrong?” I wiped my mouth… — A.M. Hudson Copy Share Image
“Then, I guess, I can only hope that you will change your mind. But I will love you, without a doubt, for all eternity.” — A.M. Hudson Copy Share Image
“Everyone has a secret. The depth and darkness of that inner truth can be the precursor that determines ones lifeline or, perhaps, eventually, personality.… — A.M. Hudson Copy Share Image
“Don't pretend you don't like it when I treat you as a lady.” “Maybe I don't.” Despite that, he still opened the car door… — A.M. Hudson Copy Share Image
“No one stays the same, David. Everything you are is a direct result of something that's affected you in your past, whether it was… — A.M. Hudson Copy Share Image
“I know you like me, Ara. You don't have to pretend, just because you think it's improper to fall for someone at first sight.”… — A.M. Hudson Copy Share Image
“Life is nothing without pain. We cannot feel the warmth of the sun without knowing cold; we cannot feel the joy of a smile… — A.M. Hudson Copy Share Image
“So, what were you about to do that day, then? Float away or something?” “No.” He looked up from the ground and smiled. “I… — A.M. Hudson Copy Share Image
“Ryan rattled off names as I nodded and smiled at the faces - forgetting their names instantly. They should all be called Bob -… — A.M. Hudson Copy Share Image
