“Rhianna flashed Rose a small smile."Sometimes I have a chip on my shoulder. You know, the woe-is-me-I'm-such-a-martyr complex.”
“I dance like I have a chip on my shoulder. I dance salsa.”
“I worried constantly. I felt that my son was chipping away at me. This small thing and then that small thing.”
“I'm not that hard to get to know, really." He flashed me a quick smile. "But you... I think you've made an art form out of deflection and self-possession.”
“Etta gave Will a small, knowing smile. "Will, sometimes you have to love people for who they are, not who you want them to be.”
“Kat!” Gabrielle hissed. “You’re going to get caught."The smile Kat flashed over her shoulder was almost wicked. “I know.”