Her parents kissed her on each side. Her mother took both her hands now and held them against her cheek, as if in prayer. We tried everything to get Hannah out. We took her on long vacations, we sent...
How terrifying empty beds were. The neatness of the sheets and blankets was like the neatness of a mowed and trimmed graveyard.
Michael was using a laptop computer in desktop fashion.
I guess even really annoying people can be right sometimes.
She and Reeve texted all the time, and she followed his Facebook page.
I have no beliefs, said her mother. Only hopes.
I never heard of the person on this return address. Calvin Vinesett. What a name. He’s probably selling something, like all our other mail is. The expensive envelope is a sales trick.
I stalked you. Don’t be mad.
I'm interesting, she thought. I'm unusual. But I'm not beautiful....
If I were a seagullI wouldn't have to stick aroundIf people argued- I would fly off,swerve, wheel, dip, scream.a thousand wings of company if I have friendstwo strong wings of my ownIf I don't
Stephen was shaped like a tire iron, all his bones a little too long:
The only good things about his eighteenth year were the things he hadn’t done: He hadn’t murdered anybody or sold drugs.
Perhaps nobody knows anybody..It was a terrifying thought: like the alone. That you could know people well, and know them again the following year, and then know them more...and yet remain strangers f...
More clumsily,he put his arm around her and tried to hug. They were definitely amateurs at showing affection.
It’s an old picture, said Stephen. She’s in her thirties now. I don’t think she’s pretty anymore.
The letter, crumpled in her purse, felt as large as any Rocky Mountain.
Rents were high, according to the ads in real estate agents’ windows, but not killer high.
Last time she had been here, the room had been pastel, romantic and soft. Now it was icily white. It was urban, out of a slick magazine, as if some cold, successful woman lived here with two possessio...
Let’s go get ice cream! cried Janie.
Listen to the sea...it sounds like a coffin being dragged over broken glass.
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