“Surely Tillie knew glitter on wrinkled cleavage was a sin.”

“The air was thick with nostalgia, scented by the bonfire, and alight with fireflies. Their tiny yellow lights danced with orange embers against the starry sky, and she wondered again why she'd left home when the world was so magical right where she was.”

“Carter dragged her onto his lap and held her in the same way, in the same loft, like seven years had never passed. This time though, he shed a few tears along with her.”

“You can't trust a guy showing off more cleavage than you.”

“It knew things, that smile.”

“But I'm no hero. I had to keep my dirty little secret. The worst sin I committed was holding it in; letting the secret blacken me.”

“Oh sure. Because we always talk about deep down stuff.”