“Mindy.” he softly said my name. “Tell me…my beautiful red rose,” he continued, “why must you let this thorny bush grip onto you, keeping your light in its dull and ugly world?” — Deb Apodaca Copy Share Image
“He is the insect that uses your precious petals as a resting spot. Is the friendship beneficial for you or the fly?” — Deb Apodaca Copy Share Image
“A fraction of what you believe to be the truth always lies behind a joke” — Deb Apodaca Copy Share Image
“Gawk? What is gawk?" he asked. "You tell me. You're the one that does it." I said... "My definition of gawking would be..." He… — Deb Apodaca Copy Share Image
“Mindy.” he softly said my name. “Tell me…my beautiful red rose,” he continued, “why must you let this thorny bush grip onto you, keeping… — Deb Apodaca Copy Share Image
“My definition of gawking would be when you look at her, your heart starts slamming uncontrollably in your chest. So much that it scares… — Deb Apodaca Copy Share Image
“…when you look at her, your heart starts slamming uncontrollably in your chest. So much that it scares you. And every other noise that… — Deb Apodaca Copy Share Image
“I want the girl." I commanded. "What girl?" Darcel asked in an attempt to piss me off. Job well done.” — Deb Apodaca Copy Share Image
“Shane wasn't the type to force a smile. He was born with one slapped on his face.” — Deb Apodaca Copy Share Image
