A story is just a convoluted lie...with some hidden truths. - Christian Clason
He shook his head, trying to shake the convoluted thoughts loose. He couldn't worry about it right now. Not about how Thomas felt, or how Quinn did, or even how he, himself did. They were where they were, and there were things to do. First and foremost, there was a baby to deliver. - Breeana Puttroff