Jamilah Carson

“You’re lucky I didn’t have my pistol.” “Whaaat? Deacon Wyatt pack heat?” “Heaven yeah!”
― Angie Thomas, Concrete Rose

“She is a wound that won’t heal.”
― Alice Feeney, Beautiful Ugly

“Madison’s voice lowered like she was sharing a scandalous secret. “Let’s just say, their third leg is as long as they are tall.” Leah’s brow furrowed. “Can you stop talking in riddles? What does that even mean?” she demanded, her voice sharp, cutting through the tension. I watched, silently thankful for her curiosity and boldness because I wouldn’t dare ask for clarity myself, even though I wanted to know more than anything. “That their dicks are big, girl, damn,” Iris whispered through gritted teeth.”
― Robbi Renee, Summer's Echo

“Tuh.” Mama made a small tsk, the sound laced with amusement and warning. “Baby, love ain’t supposed to be perfect. It ain’t always neat and convenient. But real love?” She leaned in, her voice dipping. “Real love has a way of making you face yourself. Face your fears. And I think Echo has been doing that to you since the moment you laid eyes on him.”
― Robbi Renee, Summer's Echo