And you… do you know what you are?” “Stupid?” “Beautiful,” he says, his face turning red.
Something, MaybeRed flags are moments of hesitation that determine our destination.
The Single Woman: Life, Love, and a Dash of SassRoses are red, violets are blue, I have five fingers, the middle one is for you.
The Queen of Zombie HeartsEverything I was I carry with me, everything I will be lies waiting on the road ahead.
Red Dust: A Path Through ChinaI had been born shoved to the margins of the world, sure, but I had volunteered for the pits.
Tomato RedManaging games comes second. Managing people comes first.
Where Nobody Knows Your Name: Life In the Minor Leagues of BaseballPotential was a red herring to plot a life of wandering curiosity.
The Catcher Was a Spy: The Mysterious Life of Moe BergFresh blood at midnight isn't red. It's a purplish black that easily blends into the shadows.
Midnight's Daughter