“He took my face into his hands, using them to control the intensity and depth of our kiss, which quickly moved from sweet to reckless. It was the most lovely of assaults.” — Myra McEntire Copy Share Image
“Autumn always fascinated me—so much beauty in dying. Leaves holding on until the bitter end, finally going down in a blaze of glory, almost… — Myra Mcentire Copy Share Image
“I avoided any theme parks or museums where the employees dressed true to period. Complete nightmare. I also spent a lot of time trying… — Myra McEntire Copy Share Image
“I have Michael's number on my phone. I could call him and ask him to come over." I'd do whatever it took to talk… — Myra McEntire Copy Share Image
“I walked in without knocking. The screen door banged to a close behind me announcing my presence. I followed my nose to the kitchen… — Myra McEntire Copy Share Image
“Can you do any nature sounds, birdcalls?" "Birdcalls?" He'd cracked from the pressure. "In case you need me.” — Myra McEntire Copy Share Image
“I wanted to be alone with him. Really alone. "Maybe we should take this back to my place." He lifted his head to look… — Myra McEntire Copy Share Image
“Screw what the world expects. Think about all the things you’ve faced. You cracked, but you didn’t break. You’re still standing. I’d call that… — Myra McEntire Copy Share Image
“It's different this time." "It was different last time." Thomas tried again. "This guy-" "Has a third eye you can visibly see?” — Myra McEntire Copy Share Image
“You know, Scarlett, Rhett didn't give a damn, and frankly, I don't either. - Emerson” — Myra McEntire Copy Share Image
“I love you - broken in pieces, whole, however. No matter what the future brings, no matter what was in the past.” — Myra McEntire Copy Share Image
“I've not forgiven you." I could feel my legs shaking, hear the tears in my voice. "I don't know how long it's going to… — Myra McEntire Copy Share Image
“Isn't the information about your ability enough to digest right now?" " The info is digested , Michael. As a matter of fact, it's… — Myra McEntire Copy Share Image
“And I didn't mean to eavesdrop. I was in the right place-okay," I amended when he raised his eyebrows. "The wrong place at the… — Myra McEntire Copy Share Image
“I reached our building only to find a wide-eyed Southern belle wearing a Civil Way-era dress blocking the front door. A silk parasol and… — Myra McEntire Copy Share Image
“I don't need any bonus material to throw me over the edge later." Or don a flight of stairs, under a bus, and straight… — Myra McEntire Copy Share Image
