Quotes from Rebecca Forster

Hannah kept her eyes forward, trained on two rows of rusted showerheads stuck in facing walls. Sixteen in all. The room was paved with white tile, chipped and discolored by age and use.

All this stuff was like air: essential and expected, missed only when taken away.

No nonsense. No jealousy. No neediness. Respect. Affection. Comfort. Chemistry. It was the kind of relationship people who could take care of themselves did well.

He had been gorgeous to look at and deadly to live with.

she was an army of one and was stronger than the invading force.

Josie walked slowly toward the jury. She stood close as if she was

They're back now. Archer followed

thirty-year legal career. His robes were tossed on the couch behind them. His desk served as a workstation

Hannah had a future if she could just settle down.