“Where does it hurt? She lifted her fingers to her cheekbone. Here. He moved slightly to place a soft, gentle kiss against the bruise. And here, she said, touching her forehead. He kissed her again. And here … She put… — Marissa Farrar Copy Share Image
“I spend a lot of time thinking now. Perhaps too much time. But I’ve decided that cancer is not the worst thing that could… — Marissa Farrar Copy Share Image
“Where does it hurt? She lifted her fingers to her cheekbone. Here. He moved slightly to place a soft, gentle kiss against the bruise.… — Marissa Farrar Copy Share Image
“The anger inside me simmers away at a constant roil. It’s as if I can’t think about anything else. I turn the events of… — Marissa Farrar Copy Share Image
