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“Angie was a border crosser, a wetback, a worker in the immigrant sweatshop they call this city. On days like this I understand her like a woman instead of a child. Everybody thought she was a whore. She wasn’t. She tried to step across the border of who she was and who she might be. They wouldn’t let her. She didn’t believe it herself so she stepped across into a whole other country.”
― Dionne Brand, What We All Long For

“As you know from our trips to Belmont Park in San Diego, I can scream like a girl when required.â€� he said.
Angie laughed then she grabbed him by the face and planted a kiss on the lips so fierce, Mel wondered if it was Angie’s way of putting a lip-lock protective spell on her man. She hoped it was and she hoped it worked.”
― Jenn McKinlay, Vanilla Beaned

“I’m going to marry him.â€�
“When we get back to Arizona,� Mel said. “Not here. Your parents would skin you alive and you know it.�
“But eloping is so romantic,� Angie protested. “We could go home as Mr. and Mrs. Tate Harper.�
“It won’t be romantic when your brothers string Tate up like a ±è¾±Ã±²¹³Ù²¹ and smack the candy out of him,â€� Mel said. “And you know they will.”
― Jenn McKinlay, Vanilla Beaned