Listen, Liar Liar, you promised. Enough with Alex Bainbridge."
Home truths are not meant to be comfortable, I know.Frankie knows it, too, and for a teeny tiny second, I hated him just a teeny tiny bit for knowing just where to stick the pin.
I glared at him. "How did this go from being about Sadie to an assault on my honesty? Huh?"
He shrugged. "I love you, Fiorella. We ain't got no money, honey, but we got love."
I've never been able to hate Frankie for more than a second at a time.

Autor: Melissa Jensen

Listen, Liar Liar, you promised. Enough with Alex Bainbridge."<br />Home truths are not meant to be comfortable, I know.Frankie knows it, too, and for a teeny tiny second, I hated him just a teeny tiny bit for knowing just where to stick the pin.<br />I glared at him. "How did this go from being about Sadie to an assault on my honesty? Huh?"<br />He shrugged. "I love you, Fiorella. We ain't got no money, honey, but we got love."<br />I've never been able to hate Frankie for more than a second at a time. - Melissa Jensen

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