648 Quotes by Katie McGarry

There's this guy in my club, Pigpen. He's about the same age as Ms. Whitlock, late twenties, and he's a walking hard-on for this woman even though she would never give him the time of day. He practically runs into walls when she's around because he's too focused on checking her out.

Sometimes a good girl needs to be bad.

Pigpen pushes off the wall. "Won't be far."Which means he'll be outside the door, standing guard.

The nurses are pissed Pigpen gave me a fresh pair of jeans and a T-shirt to change into.

Kittens and clowns don't make sense to me anymore.

That's my dysfunction in the hallway.

I don’t care if she [Ms. Whitlock] knows I love Breanna. Besides, the lady hates me and probably won’t read it anyhow.

A new beer with sweat running down the sides slides into view and Pigpen sidles up beside me grinning like a crazy man. “Everyone’s dying to know who you’re texting with. It’s like you’re a twelve-year-old girl chained to that damn cell. Have you started your period yet?

What's going down in your brain?" Pigpen asks."Who shot me?""We don't know." The way he makes direct eye contact, he's not lying.