You are pretty, aren’t you?” Rosika frowned. “You don’t have to sound so surprised.
You’re wrong.” “I am?” “I thought things through this time around. I even managed to restrain myself.” Theo stared at her, incredulous. “You did.” “I thought about kicking him in the balls, but I didn’t. I figured that would be ov...
Waves of ice cold shock swept over Theo. Mrs. Dietrich, the woman who fed him chocolate cookies every time she pulled a sliver from his finger, the woman who’d tended him through every sickness and illness he’d had, the woman he loved as much as ...
