“Are you safe?” “Yes, Skye.” I leaned down, holding her eyes with my own. “I promise you, I am safe.” — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“She huffed at me, “That I knew you were here. It’s a coincidence. I mean, of course you would follow me, right? I ran out of the room in a fit! What are you, a boy scout?” She laughed, “Am… — Michele G. Miller Copy Share Image
