Quote by Christina Baker Kline Download Open image ““as a week. She’s been spanked with a spatula, slapped across”” — Christina Baker Kline ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.2 out of 5 (10 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“He tried to remember her advice, but he kept flashing to her in her bathrobe, with her nose in the air. He had never… — Chessela Helm Copy Share Image
“Spank, squeeze, rub. And she could feel herself getting wetter and wetter. She couldn't help herself as she moved her feet apart slightly, exposing… — Louise O. Weston Copy Share Image
“I almost slapped a patient yesterday. Stupid b**** kicked me while I was telling her to push. Talking about she needed something for the… — Shakuita Johnson Copy Share Image
“She sounded like the kind of woman who needs a smack every second week or so to keep her tits up.” — Stephen King Copy Share Image
“And if you can believe it…she slapped me again. “What the hell is wrong with you? Stop hitting me!” I finally looked up at… — C.J. Roberts Copy Share Image
“I wonder why I still want to slap her. I must be a very mean and unforgiving person.” — Cathy Cassidy Copy Share Image
“She was battered incessantly, regularly, all the time. I'm not saying 24 hours a day, but the incidents of battering were extraordinarily high.” — Susan Forward Copy Share Image
“And I'm suddenly overwhelmed with a need to kick the ass of whoever touched her.” — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“She got under your skin like a sliver of wood that’s always a little bit raw and irritated, never working its way out again.” — J.S. Scott Copy Share Image
“Mr. Grote shows me how he grows wild rice in the stream and collects the seeds. The rice is nutty and brown. He plants… — Christina Baker Kline Copy Share Image
“I try to forget the horror of what happened. Or—perhaps forget is the wrong word. How can I forget? And yet how can I… — Christina Baker Kline Copy Share Image
“don’t know how much of my memory of this time is affected by my age now and how much is a result of the… — Christina Baker Kline Copy Share Image
“The stark gray sky and bare tree limbs feel more suited to her than the uncomplicated promise of sunny spring days.” — Christina Baker Kline Copy Share Image
“Sometimes these spirits have been more real to me than people, more real than God. They fill silence with their weight, dense and warm,… — Christina Baker Kline Copy Share Image
“Every Easter she and her mother planted those crocuses near the fence beside the driveway, and soon enough a whole cluster of them, white… — Christina Baker Kline Copy Share Image
“Mr. Kaminski pulled a chain hanging from the pressed-metal kitchen ceiling, and light seeped from a bulb, casting a wan glow over a scarred… — Christina Baker Kline Copy Share Image
“Before we leave the gravesite, Mary sings Mother's favorite gospel hymn ... Mary's lovely voice rises and lingers in the air, and by the… — Christina Baker Kline Copy Share Image
“for the first time since the fire, my worries are gone. I feel a joy so strong it’s almost painful—a knife’s edge of joy.” — Christina Baker Kline Copy Share Image
“What was it the teacher in her Legal Issues class said the other day? Never bring up a point you don’t have an answer… — Christina Baker Kline Copy Share Image
“Mrs. Scatcherd raps Dutchy's knuckles several times with a long wooden ruler, though it seems to me a halfhearted penalty. He barely winces, then… — Christina Baker Kline Copy Share Image
