Mihaela

“The guy you’ve been seeing, the one you were all so secret-squirrel about, was my dad?” Cooper nodded. “Yes.” “Oh, fucking hell,” Ryan squeaked. “The one you said sucked dick like a Dyson?”
― N.R. Walker, Elements of Retrofit

“Through You, I will live . . . Though my heart may soon stop beating, I fear not, my darling boy Through you, I will live My eyes may soon close forever, but I do not fear the darkness Through you, I will see I may soon take my final breath, but no sorrow shall accompany it Through you, I will breathe You will feel me in the sun that warms your skin, the wind that blows through your hair, and the beating of your heart. I will be with you every step that you take, every dance that you dance, and every tear that you cry. Through you, I will live Love with everything you have, my son, never hold back. A life without love has no meaning or purpose. Don’t be afraid to take chances, because you can’t have rewards without first taking risks. I didn’t want to leave you; I did everything I could to stay. Though I will leave this earth in body, my spirit will remain. My heart will still beat, my eyes will still see, and my lungs will still breathe, because through you, I will live. Love always, Mom”
― Aimee Nicole Walker, Chasing Mr. Wright

“I wasn’t going to turn away one of the most talented designers and hardest working laborers I’d ever encountered just because years ago some guy he dated didn’t know how to stand up to his daddy and took the bitch way out.”
― A.E. Via, Defined By Deceit

“I figured if I was tired enough, I wouldn’t miss Travis.
Which kind of worked, until after the three o’clock fussing-wombat feed and I got back into bed and his side of the bed was cold.

Or until I tripped over his laundry that he’d left on the bathroom floor. That he always left on the bathroom floor.

Or until I sat at the table at breakfast time and his chair was too damn empty. There was no smartarse comments, no bursts of laughter. His blue eyes didn’t spark with humour and his sandy-blond hair didn't spike out just so.

There was no foot-holding under the table.”
― N.R. Walker, Red Dirt Heart 3