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“There's no defying him now, and we both know it. I'm belted into the Marc Blackwell ride, and all I can do is hold on tight.”
― SK Quinn, Where the Ivy Grows

“There's a girl, Dad."

He smiled a bit. "A girl."

"She kinda hates me, and I kinda..."

"Love her?"

"I don't know. I don't think so. I mean...how do you know?"

His smile grew wider. "When you're talking about her with your old dad because you don't know what else to do.”
― Jamie McGuire, Walking Disaster

“I turned to see his expression. When I saw that he was serious, I shot hum a dubious look. “Sleeping in between the toilet and the tub on a cold, hard tile floor with a vomiting idiot was one of your best nights? That’s sad, Trav.”
“No, sitting up with you when you’re sick and you falling asleep in my lap was one of my best night.” (…) “Thanks, Trav. I won’t make you babysit me again.”
He leaned against his pillow. “Whatever. No one can hold your hair back like I can.”
― Jamie McGuire, Beautiful Disaster

“I kissed her again, tenderly touching my lips to hers. “Now what?”
“Kiss the kids, and then you and I can celebrate eleven years of in-your-face-we-made-it. How about that?”
― Jamie McGuire, Walking Disaster