“He smiled and bent forward, a hand on each knee, his truculence gleaming through his smile like a stone under water.”
“Not looking up at me, his smile widened. “I’m reading your porn.”Smacking his foot as I walked by, I scoffed, “That’s not porn…it’s romance.”
“Carmen saves the young child and is rewarded with a look of gratitude. His smile turns into a puzzle as he no longer hold the little girl, but his dark haired goddess”
“He who does not reflect his life back to God in gratitude does not know himself.”
“Are we going to Portland?" I asked. "Or Multnomah Falls?"He smiled at me. "Go to sleep."I waited three seconds. "Are we there yet?"His smile widened, and the last of the usual tension melted from his face. For a smile like that, I'd...do anything.”