His pacing stopped. The mattress sighed as he sat on the edge. seconds ticked by before he spoke so softly she could barely hear. "Sometimes I want to leave this town so bad I can taste it.
I'm not living in the shadows anymore. I want to walk in the sun. But I can't do that without you.
I write about the men you want to read about but don't necessarily want to be married to.
If you want me, you'll have to earn me. And, mister, I don't come cheap.
I finally figured out that not every crisis can be managed. As much as we want to keep ourselves safe, we can't protect ourselves from everything. If we want to embrace life, we also have to embrace chaos.