2 Quotes by Brandy Scott

This was the problem with being single. You had to do everything, absolutely everything, yourself. She opened the boot and sat in it, momentarily overcome by heat and pissedoffness. Every bill, every decision, every heavy box, every spider, was yours to pay or make or carry or kill. And she could do it. Of course she could do it. It was just that sometimes, she didn’t want to.

She did know. Melinda had no shortage of people to talk to, as long as she didn’t call them during bath time, or school pick-up, or at weekends. She censored herself too, tried not to sound needy or lonely. Upbeat, always. Like she wasn’t sitting at home with Netflix and a single-serve bottle of prosecco waiting for the work week to start.