Number 134 was one of the best. Livia had dropped her cell phone and cursed quietly, but creatively: “Hairy-ass bitch.” She’d felt Blake’s watchful eyes on her and given him an embarrassed smile. Number 134 made Blake realize she was a real, live girl.
On that day he’d had hope. Maybe a girl flawed enough to curse would someday say hello out loud. To him.

Author: Debra Anastasia