It was no use trying to talk sense into Sylvia when she got like this.
“Why is everything so fucking dark lately? What happened to happily ever after?”
I wish you hadn’t helped me last year.
I waited in line at the grocery store and stared at the tabloid magazines.
By the time Mariel arrives at the water’s edge, the sun’s hanging low.
I wouldn’t go out of my way to befriend Virginie, but I’m flattered that she accepts me into her circle.
Liam was six when he started to shimmy up the doorway moldings.