あなたはこれを何のためにも翻訳しなかった！

Oh- and grab the plastic bag over by my suitcase."
I slug down the last of the coffee and get up. The bag contains panty hose. I put them on her desk.
"They're for you."
"You want me to look homeless, desperate, but also kind of fabulous?

Dearest Annie,
Roses are red. Violets are blue. I’m using my hand But I’m thinking of you.
- Ronan

P.S. Just to clarify, I’m using my hand to write this note…get your mind out of the gutter.

If you don't know where you're going, you might wind up some place else.

I don't know,' he said irritably. 'Is it meant to improve you?'

She swiveled toward him, eyes wide with shock.

'Because nothing could,' he added.
Her mouth dropped in astonishment. Blotchy scarlet rushed her complexion. One would have thought he'd shot her.

Oh dear God!

He realized belatedly how wrong it had sounded.

'No! God... that is to say.. nothing is necessary to improve you. Nothing could possibly make you better... than you already are.

Yes, I kidnapped that Lindberg baby.