The red rose whispers of passion And the white rose breathes of love; O, the red rose is a falcon, And the white rose is a dove.- John Boyle O'Reilly.

"You know, you never quite told me why you finally decided to leave home."

"I am a grown woman now. Isn't that the most logical thing to do at this point in my life? "

Ryan gave her a look and she turned away with a heavy sigh.

"It's a long story okay and I have not yet forgotten that you refused to tell me what that ...