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JJQuinn

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  1. The secret to getting away with lying, is believing with all your heart; that goes for lying to yourself even moreso than lying to another. —Elizabeth Bear SOMETIMES being guided by a strong moral compass was a pain in the ass. Had mine pointed more south, I wouldn't have found myself standing outside the community center where Ben's support meeting was being held, trying to work up the courage to go inside. I'd be at home, hiding behind my original plan of avoidance with my youngest n
  2. “Well, that escalated quickly,” is our family motto. WITHIN the span of less than two hours, I’d delivered a dozen donuts to the eager female masses, changed out of Ben’s booty shorts into a pair of my own jeans, and gotten slapped on the back of my head with affectionate irritation by Sofia when I’d hugged her. I’d also had to accept the fact that Emma now had a new man in her life to share both her rambling little girl stories, and her Beanie Babies with. The one she’d gifted to A.
  3. “Jump, and you will find out how to unfold your wings as you fall.” -Ray Bradbury I WASN’T sure what I was going to say to Ben when I was guided out of his guest room toward the kitchen by the enticing scent of freshly brewed coffee, but Ben spotted me first, making a whole speech on my part, unnecessary. His face immediately lit up with a welcoming smile. He straightened up from where he’d been leaning against the edge of the kitchen island, reading something on a tablet. He saluted m
  4. "Nothing is as frustrating as arguing with someone who knows what he's talking about. —Sam Ewing BEN had come back to my room after I’d already turned down the soft sable and green printed duvet cover and started to get settled in for the night. I’d been surprised and thankfully had downplayed my delight, because unfortunately, his visit hadn’t been motivated by a change of mind about joining me in bed for a very personal tuck in. He’d handed me my jacket, which he’d retrieved from th
  5. The man who says he is willing to meet you halfway is usually a poor judge of distance. —Author Unknown THE gentleness of Ben's kiss surprised me even more than the fact he was kissing me in the first place. Not that I expected aggression from a priest, but he was going so slow, giving me the chance to backpedal when he should’ve been the one heading for the goddamn hills. As a priest, Ben had a moral obligation to be more forgiving of, and patient with, humanity’s wide range of
  6. The only true wisdom is in knowing you know nothing. -Socrates "Honey, I need you to keep still. You're bleeding all over the place." The bartender’s voice—Darcy’s voice, my booze addled mind absently amended—sounded tinny, like she was shouting at me from across the width of the Grand Canyon, even though she was right next to me, wedged in between my highbacked stool and the bar top. I could feel the warmth of her slim hands contrasting with the smooth cool metal of the ri
  7. I am not concerned that you have fallen. I am concerned that you arise. —Abraham Lincoln AFTER attending seven different funerals during the almost 15 years that I’d been in the military, I was done. All I wanted was to move the fuck on, even if I didn't think it was possible. You can run from your past, but eventually you have to stop and take a breath. By that point you’re so emotionally gassed, that the reality of why you were running in the first place, slams into you with the forc
  8. In some families, please is described as the magic word. In our house, however, it was sorry. —Margaret Laurence THE smell of sizzling bacon fat hit me the moment I walked into the house. When I entered the kitchen, Emma was sitting in a high-backed barstool at the large granite island with her back to me. Adelyn stood on the other side of the kitchen, flipping pancakes in a frying pan on the stovetop before she turned slightly to work on scrambling eggs in another frying pan. She move
  9. Former Delta Operative, Sam Trammel’s entire world has just collapsed and with no other option, he returns to Florida to bury his twin and his past. Ben Santiago is an Episcopal priest, a man with a checkered past, and a close friend of Sam's family. After a chance meeting brings them together, the two men navigate the tangled web of regret and forgiveness as friendship turns into love despite the obstacle of Sam's PTSD, and his reluctance to move toward Ben instead of away. Family and new friendships help Sam to rebuild and realize that sometimes the path to healing and finding home, is by confronting your past head-on.
  10. Show me a hero, and I'll write you a tragedy. ― F. Scott Fitzgerald PEOPLE say you can never come home again. But the deep dark truth is that no matter how far you run, your past always patiently waits until it finds a way to bring you back to center where your cast-off shit lives and thrives, so it can rise up with the wrath of a fucking zombie army, chew off your dick, and save it for a late afternoon snack on a rainy day. Overdue homecomings, they are a bitch. The
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