Olivia put a concerned hand on his shoulder and he shook his head at her. “No, it’s okay. Just a little winded. - W. Bruce Cameron

I could get up on that bed and curl up right next to my boy’s warmth. The boy loved me. I loved him. From the second we woke up until the moment we fell asleep, we were together.

I’d had two fights in the past couple of hours; won one, lost one (to a bird)

"Saturday the weather couldn't decide if it was ready to fully entertain winter or if we were still stuck in the fall."
"...winter showed up in an angry, punishing fury..."