It Was A Joint, Which

Aren't Most Romance Heros, Or Heros In Fiction Of Any Kind, Generally Superior To Real Men? Same Goes For Heroines And Real Women.

Broken Hearts Healed. Maybe The Cracks Were Always There, Like Thin Scars, But They Healed. People Lived And Worked, Laughed And Ate, Walked And Talked With Those Cracks For Many, Even The Scars Healed And They Loved Again.

There Are No Dead Ends, Just Detours.

Eve: Anyway, Thanks For Riding To The Rescue. You Need A White Hat. Good Guys Wear White, Right? Roarke: I Look Better In Black.

You Can’t Go Back. Can’t Fix What Broke. But You Can Go Forward. And Every Step Matters. Every One Makes A Difference.” She Pushed Away From The Desk, Cupped His Face In Her Hands. “from Where I’m Standing, You’re The Best Step I Ever Took.