Waste not want not. I am not being wasted. Why do I want?

“It's like the Vatican's porn collection," Zeb told her. "Safe in our hands.”

“The ochre-yellow linoleum floor hasn't been scrubbed for some time; splotches o…”

“There were still newspapers, then. We used to read them in bed. It's French, he…”

“Messy love is better than none, I guess. I am no authority on sane living.”