“Does anyone ever get tired of being brave, Prosper?” I put my tiny hand in his. He squeezed it gently and said,” Sure they do little darlin’, people get tired of being brave all the time.” “What happens then, Prosper?”… — Paula Marinaro Copy Share
“Does anyone ever get tired of being brave, Prosper?” I put my tiny hand in his. He squeezed it gently and said,” Sure they do little darlin’, people get tired of being brave all the time.” “What happens then, Prosper?” I was looking at him now, the weight of the world on my shoulders. I heard something catch in the… — Paula Marinaro Copy Share
“Raine’s been through some shit.” Prosper was looking at Diego. “Shit that happened in what they call the formative years. Shit that happens when you’re that young, sets a course for the rest of it.” Prosper was looking right into Diego’s eyes. “Shit that she keeps buried deep. So deep she has to wrap her arms around herself to keep… — Paula Marinaro Copy Share
“Feeling the relief of him taking her worries, knowing that he would stew on them, mix them all around and give them back in… — Paula Marinaro Copy Share Image
“Real men are the ones who go to sleep next to you at night, wake up next to you in the morning and hold… — Paula Marinaro Copy Share Image
“The 1950’s. Now that was a decade he could wrap his head around, Hal thought to himself more than a couple of times in… — Paula Marinaro Copy Share Image
