Our story ends happily ever after. It has to. We escape Battle Creek, pile into the car, and burn a strip of rubber down the highway. Fly away west, to the promised land. Our rooms will be lit by lava...
Don't go looking in dark places, because dark things live there.
But things don't just fall apart. People break them.
They were kids. Kids don't care about totalitarianism. For my parents, Prague is picnics on Petrin Hill and homemade . It's home. They didn't notice the tanks in the backyard, the blood in the streets...
She was dressed for summer in Battle Creek, which meant straddling the narrow line between socially acceptable and buck naked, somehow making a strapped cotton shell and sweaty cutoffs look both girl-...
People do crazy things when they're keeping girls locked up in their shed.
Nobody likes me, he concluded at the tail end of a ten-minute pity fest.Can’t imagine why, Quinn murmured. I turned my snort of laughter into a fake cough,which was an embarrassingly feeble attempt at...
I think you grow up different, by the water. You grow up knowing there’s a way out.
The love you needed was the kind best avoided.