“Yeah, well, I don't really want to kick you when you're down, but mostly for some crazy reason"- her face tilts up and she gives me this shy little grin-"I think you might be worth it.”
“I don't know if my life will ever be completely normal again, but something like normal is a good start.”
“Something I'm not ready to name works itself under the grip of Charlies death and loosens it, and keeps the nightmare at bay when I fall back asleep.”
“You should probably stay away from me," I say, resting my head on my knees. "I'm a mess.”
“Does this public display of affection with my daughter on my front porch mean I'm stuck with you now?" he asks, opening the screen door for Harper.I'm not sure if I should laugh, so I hold back. "I'm afraid so.”
“I thought I was having a fucking stroke," I say as they free me from my coated elastic prison, making them laugh even harder.”