“Times haven’t changed all that much. Every woman still longs for her own Mr. Darcy.” — Jen Printy Copy Share
“He implied he would return. But when? Tomorrow or one hundred years from tomorrow? What's soon to an immortal?” — Jen Printy Copy Share
“Strangely enough, the flashback retreats until nothing is left but a residue of a headache. I've never been able to control them before. The… — Jen Printy Copy Share
