“What’s that at the end of your nose?”
“Ah, that’s a wee bit of nothin’.”
“Really now? I think you might be one of them thar witches.”
“That’s so stereotypical, you bigot. Keep that up and I’ll turn you into a newt!”
“What’s that at the end of your nose?”
“Ah, that’s a wee bit of nothin’.”
“Really now? I think you might be one of them thar witches.”
“That’s so stereotypical, you bigot. Keep that up and I’ll turn you into a newt!”
Bob bristled at Angie’s comment.
“Love isn’t blind,” he said. “Love sees everything. Every wart, every defect. Everything. Love just accepts all those things and keeps giving hugs. Love wants to show you that it’s okay to not be perfect, to fail, to do something stupid. Love is there to be wounded, kicked to the teeth, and spit upon. That’s why love is considered folly by some and ludicrous by others, but in the end, love wants to see you be the best you you can be.”
“But Charlie is blind in the book,” Angie said.
“But his love isn’t.”
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