i bit my tongue so hard it almost bled . i wanted to be the bigger person , but he made it really damned hard . at my silence , he called out , '' who knew it was that hard to get your broken husband a beer ? '' he was relentless . '' for pete 's sake , jack , you 're not broken

next to the fire a rocking chair held a fat yellow cat curled into a ball , his nose tucked under his tail . everything looked so real liam could almost smell what was cooking for dinner . he caught himself holding his breath , waiting for them to move . with a sigh he stood back up . '' i had no idea , '' said liam

'' you left them in your car ? '' dane grimaced . '' actually ... can we borrow your truck ? '' '' what ? '' '' the great dane would n't fit , '' offered marissa . brent 's brows rose . '' dane bought a dane ? '' '' adopted . he only has three legs , '' said marissa

there had never been a festival like it , except , perhaps , during the time of the burning sun . there may never be another like it again . -lcb- why would there need to be ? every week since the shift began , some part of the city is as raw as during festival time . -rcb- as far as i can remember , our father had never had anything to say about the
festival