“I don’t think you have a problem stuffing your face,” he says, “just not with food.” — Krista Ritchie Copy Share Image
“I had no one before Rose. No true friends. No family, not really. Now I have her. I have people I care about. People… — Krista Ritchie Copy Share Image
“Can we only be invited inside if you understand our costumes?” Connor asks. He cranes his neck to look past the host’s shoulder. “Because… — Krista Ritchie Copy Share Image
“I love you, Dais, because you’re the wildest fucking girl with the biggest fucking heart. And without you in my life”—he shakes his head… — Krista Ritchie Copy Share Image
“You’re not a pit stop. You’re my finish line. There’s no one after you... “I want you for eternity, not for a brief moment… — Krista Ritchie Copy Share Image
“A man in a green truck lays on his horn to my left, as if noise will magically part the congested freeway. I hold… — Krista Ritchie Copy Share Image
“Did you bet on me?' I ask dumbfounded. 'Yeah,' Lo says, unabashed. His eyes fall to mine. 'And I'll always bet on your side.” — Krista Ritchie Copy Share Image
“I near her, cupping her face with large rough hands. I stare down into her yellow-green eyes. “You’re not a pit stop. You’re my… — Krista Ritchie Copy Share Image
“I usually dumb down around the intellectually deficient so I don’t come off like a complete prick.” — Krista Ritchie Copy Share Image
