Quotes by : Joan Frances Turner

Be nice to her,” I muttered under my breath. “She’s my sister; she got sick. She lost her kid.....

Isn't it wonderful when people do that, when you put all your faith in their being selfish and self -centered....

The whole right side of his face was smashed in, concave forehead and crushed cheekbone and one eye bugging....

No, we wern't telling Teresa. Because she had that same smell on her skin too, that dead hoocow's awful....

Nine years ago I was alive. Nine years ago Jessica Anne Porter was fifteen years old.