His smile is beautiful. It's the kind of smile that can take away all nervousness and tension in a room, no matter how big. I have no choice but to smile back.
I should walk away. That would be the right thing to do. It would be the smart thing. But I can't, because I'm Taylor Caldwell, the girl who cuts.
She actually isn't so bad, now that I'm getting to know her. She's just a little messy on the outside. But aren't we all?
Truth is we are all tragedies waiting to happen; we just have to remember to have the rescue crew nearby when it strikes.
