2 Quotes by Roseanne Beck

Austin’s eyes widen as the words run roughshod through his brain. He’s had his fair share of wild bachelor days. If the spirits’ words are to be believed, however, he has nothing on Marge.

Oh come on.” Austin repositions himself against the counter. “It’ll be fun.”“Yeah, fun like chiseling charred hard boiled eggs off of the bottom of the pot.”“How the hell did you manage to burn hard boiled eggs?”Laura shrugs. “It’s a gift.