Quotes About Family

Davy's boyfriend—husband, dammit, husband!—had a niece who they cared for. Henry had forgotten about that until he'd walked up onto their porch, and suddenly he couldn't decide who was dirtier, his brother for coming out to the family and walking away or Henry for getting kicked off the farm and dragging all his problems with him.

You're…." He bit his lip then, and a look of sorrow crossed his face. "What?" But Kelly knew. His mother never said it, but the portrait was still up in the living room. "You look more like your dad every day.

Yeah, well, the one thing I've learned this past year? It's that worry means love.

Some people got family, and those people I can get behind. But none of us—not you, or me, or hell, Kaden, who's the best man I know—can go out and change the fucking world without a lot of pain and suffering. So it's okay that's not how this started. What matters is that you ended it.

Between them all, the simplest, most obvious name for the place was Promise House.

WHEN MACKEY was ten and Cheever had been in diapers, Kell had been stuck with babysitting duty while their mom was working nights. Grant and Stevie often came over to keep the boys company, both of them playing fast and loose with the truth of "Are there adults there to supervise?

Dex was buckets full of awesome—he was allowed to have a redneck family member who wore his ass for a hat.

He wants to keep me happy and he wants to keep me fed, he makes sure that I've got blankets and a place to sleep in a bed, but the music in my heart is like a freight train. It goes and it goes and when I stop it, it's like pain, but my brother doesn't see it doesn't hear it doesn't feel it, and all there is to do is shove him out of the way. Don't want to hit my brother with the freight train.

I'm sorry I left you at your dad's." Now his eyes narrowed, and I knew how pissed he'd been. "That was an interesting choice. Whyfor did you do that?" I sighed and turned off

All we can do is love this kid. It is literally all we have.

Hey, Mackey—how's your mom?" "I don't know—how's yours? She was looking okay when I left her this morning!" "I will fucking—" "You will? I'd like to see that. Wait. Nobody would like to see that. Suggest something else." "Oh God—

You don't understand. I once worked double shifts at a 7-Eleven so we could give our oldest a toy truck and a pair of pajamas when he was a baby. We can buy our kids presents and not worry about what we're gonna eat for two months. Wow. Oh my God!

but Mackey and Kell had asked Stevie straight out if any of his male relatives had the last name Jefferson, and he couldn't think of one.

have the Nazis killed?" she asked, voice dripping with venom. "My uncle's family, I assume," Nate told her, his blood running cold. He had

He's yer fuckin' brother, and you defend him till yer dead.

Well, maybe just for now. I… I'll be honest. A young guy—Rivers—kept coming by, talking about how he'd make sure the guy who took out Castor got a fair hearing. I was…." His father shrugged. "I was thinking about it, Seth. I hate that you're… you're afraid while you're here.

We were all pretty wrecked when my dad died last year. It was so unexpected—one doctor's appointment and suddenly he had cancer and a month to live.

A good son?" Cassidy asked, because he'd always wondered what it took to be a good son. He'd tried—always neat, always clean, always on time—but nobody had seemed to want the job of being his mother. "The best.

That was what you got when you stayed up all night, talking to a teenager about his beloved older brother, who actually had succeeded in killing himself with his own fucking valor. That was what you got when you wandered around in a hospital, chased relentlessly by ghosts who all moaned terrible messages about being alone, forever alone, locked in a box, submerged in your own bitterness.

With every touch of his father's hand to his mother's face, he believed that about love.

Like she could be pleasant and kind on command, but like she saved her deeper involvement for her own family. "Yeah," Seth said, giving Xavier to Kelly reluctantly.

Dad lied to the policeman who came to my room—and he was the nice one. But he got shot, and this other guy is all hard and shit, and he comes pounding on my dad's door and starts yelling at him to get with the program!" "What's the program?

So you tell Dad, and you two can make your peace with me not being the son you planned on. And I hope you decide to love the son you have." He took a deep breath and saw her expression transition from shock to irritation to hurt.

Officer Rivers," Dad said, his face stony. "You bothered to follow up?" The officer had super-fair skin, pitted a little from old acne, and it turned rosy in embarrassment. "My partner's a dick,