“I looked up, my eyes pouring with tears of pain and understanding. I had to look away. I let my other hand slip from the rock and hang loose. “Don’t, Violet!” Lincoln’s voice was strong and unwavering. It caught me… — Jessica Shirvington Copy Share Image
“Violet!' Lincoln said, then sighed. 'You don't love him. This isn't real. You know what's real and it's hard and it hurts and we can't...Damn it, Vi--we're real!” — Jessica Shirvington Copy Share Image
“I’d see this through to the end… This promise above all others, I will gladly keep.” — Jessica Shirvington Copy Share Image
“If I didn't have Lincoln's butt to stare at the whole time, motivation would be a lot harder to come by.” — Jessica Shirvington Copy Share Image
“His lips were soft, warm and felt overwhelmingly right against mine. I fell into it, oblivious to anything other than the safety in his… — Jessica Shirvington Copy Share Image
“Maybe it’s not as clear-cut as that. Maybe it’s the very presence of one thing – light or darkness – that necessitates the existence… — jessica shirvington Copy Share Image
“started to sit up, but his hand snaked around my stomach and pulled me back to him. “You should try to get some more… — Jessica Shirvington Copy Share Image
“It's going to be like an...aura, I guess." He looked down at me and raised an eyebrow. "Explain?" "Like even though there are outside… — Jessica Shirvington Copy Share Image
“When I turned back, he was already walking away. It was a brilliantly clear day, not a cloud in sight, and yet the sun… — Jessica Shirvington Copy Share Image
“ Thanks for giving me a place to sleep last night, and for the extra blanket. Vi. -Violet's note to Lincoln” — Jessica Shirvington Copy Share Image
“And what about me, Violet? Do you love me?” “That’s not fair.” I looked down at my feet; my pants were covered in dirt… — Jessica Shirvington Copy Share Image
“… his light to my dark. His truth to my lies. His sacrifices to my selfishness.” — Jessica Shirvington Copy Share Image
“What are appropriate shoes?’ he asked, standing. ‘Shoes you can run for your life in,’ Gus answered helpfully. Then added, unnecessarily, ‘Welcome to the… — Jessica Shirvington Copy Share Image
