N.R. Walker, Spencer Cohen, Book One Quotes
Maybe that's what I needed. Another tattoo. Some pain on the outside to ease the pain on the inside.
When I opened the door, Andrew was standing there like a remedy for heart palpitations. Or maybe he made them worse. It was hard to tell.
My tattoos, like most people's, were reminders, badges of personal experiences. Yes, I might wear them on my skin for the world to see, but their meaning was a little too personal.
I'm surprised I could actually talk with how much I was grinning.
