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“My grandson and me wanted to thank you for your service," the man said, his voice solemn. He held out his gnarled hand, and it trembled as Nick looked at it.
Nick took it, shaking it dazedly. "Thank you," he managed. "And thank you for yours."
The man nodded, then instructed his grandson to do the same as he shook Ty's hand as well. The boy, who was anywhere between eight and twelve maybe - Nick had no idea how to tell the age of children - gave Nick a sideways glance as he tentatively shook Nick's hand. Then he turned to his grandfather and hissed a question. He probably through he was being discreet, but Nick heard him loud and clear: "How'd they know you were a soldier, Pop?"
The old man just smiled as he tossed a piece of popcorn into his mouth. "It's just something you know.”
― Abigail Roux, Part Parcel

“Ancient?" The housekeeper was offended by the comment. "I may have more yesterdays than tomorrows, but I'm still a child in tortoise years! HA-HA!" - Mrs. Vee A Talke of Witchcraft”
― Chris Colfer

“She loved me unconditionally."
"Well of course she did."
"Even if I tried to hide how I felt, she always knew."
"Because she knew you." Nanna Jean held her tightly. "That's the greatest gift isn't it? Having someone who knows who you are and loves who you are. But there are other people who will love you for who you are, too. You just have to let them."
Lucy scrubbed at her face again and pulled away. "Sorry."
"Stop apologizing. You're allowed to be sad, Lucy. You don't always have to be smiling." Nanna Jean sat down next to her and pulled her chair closer. "When I lost my Angus, I could have filled the loch twice over with my tears. When they wanted to come, I let them come. I didn't try and stop them. And neither should you.”
― Sarah morgan

“You shouldn't have to care about a women to recognize that the sexuel degradation of all women is a problem. You should recognize that it's wrong simply because they're humans.”
― Lyssa Kay Adams, Undercover Bromance