They read. The sounds of paper between them as they turn and crease and carefully avoid touching each other.
Alexis M. SmithIsabel turns down Oak toward the little vintage shop at Fourth Avenue, thinking of lunch—the Chinese place in Old Town, casting around inside herself for hunger, imagining the tastes of things.
Alexis M. SmithWe do not last, she thinks. In the end, only the stories survive.
Alexis M. SmithThe woman seems ready to be pleased with the world.
Alexis M. SmithMots clés inspirational-living
There's not a thing in the world that will not change, including you.
Alexis M. SmithMots clés change
There are treasures everywhere...it's a treasure if you love it. It doesn't matter how much it costs, or whether anyone else wants it. If you love it, you will treasure it.
Alexis M. Smithyour knight in shining aroumor may just be an idiot in tin-foil.
Alexis M. SmithMots clés it-is-only-men-who-are-free
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