40 Quotes by Apryl Baker

This boy loved me the way I’d always wanted to be loved, the way I needed to be loved, and he gave his life for me.

My right fist connects firmly with his nose. I hear a nasty pop and blood flows. I twist so that my legs are free of the booth and place a well-aimed kick at his kneecaps. He goes down hard.

Easy, dushka,” he mumured. “You’re safe.

He looks me right in the eyes, and those brown ones of his are full of comfort. Not sympathy or regret, or even hesitation. His eyes make me think of home. I feel at home with him. I’ve never felt that before, not even when my mom was still alive. She loved me, but never made me feel the warmth and comfort of a real home, but Officer Dan can. “Mattie.

Mason will run faster than Forest Gump if I tell him I almost got strangled by a ghost.

Yeah, he’s taking this little kid home.” I let the sarcasm drip. “At least I won’t whine like a spoiled brat, unlike you, you bleach-blonde brainless moron. Really, Officer Dan, I am sooooo disappointed in you. This is your girlfriend? Really? I thought you had better taste than this.

Everyone has some darkness within, but few admit to its existence, much less let it out.

You’d be amazed at how many self-proclaimed atheist will start to pray right before they die.

He nods and comes to sit back down, his face serious again. “Are you going to do this a lot?” “Define ‘this.’ I do a lot of stupid stuff.” “Leave me voicemails breaking up with me.” “Officer Dan, we can’t break up ’cause we were never together.” “Mattie,” he growls. “Maybe.” “Well, get over it because I love you, Mattie Hathaway. I’m not sure what that means right now, but I do. You’re stuck with me, Squirt. I’m not going anywhere.