Quotes Tagged With :colton

The door slams in response, and I laugh. I'm glad she can laugh. It means she really is coping. I know....

I don't even know how long she sobs. Time ceases to pass, and she cries, cries, cries. Clutches me and....

Yeah. I know why she cuts. I just don’t know the seed-reason. It’s deep inside her, and it’ll take....

Where are there lots of colors, Colton?" "In Heaven, Dad. That's where all the rainbow colors are!

She closes her eyes, and I can see the moisture. She’s deep-breathing again, and I notice her hands....

It’s not okay,” I tell her. This gets her attention; it’s not what she was expecting. “You don’t....

My thoughts are free to roam back to the way she leaned her head on my arm for a split second, as if....

There’s no magical healing in this. I won’t wake up tomorrow fixed and joyful. I’ll still hurt....

Oh, god…” I whimper. “I haven’t done anything yet, baby,” Colton growls. “I know,” I pant.....

Let me go!” she growls. “No.” “Let me fucking go, Colton.” Her voice is tiny, scared, vulnerable,....