That's why you can't give up. Heroes don't give up.
But the truth was stranger than an aimless road, it always was.
(n.) Alt. of Asp
(a.) Of or pertaining to the aspen, or resembling it; made of aspen wood.
He wasn’t allowed to come with me there—my own rule for thislittle adventure.No more.Good-bye, Aspen.
I let myself be sad. I let myself think of him.
I remembered suddenly that Aspen had always been this way. He sacrificed sleep for me, he risked getting caught out after curfew for me, he scrounged together pennies for me. Aspen's generosity was ha...
Castes never meant that much to me.
No, I’m not choosing him or you. I’m choosing me.
You were the one who changed us when you left me in the tree house; and you keep thinking that if you push hard enough, you can make everything go back to before that moment. It doesn't work that way....
The mornings came hard, and our caddie master, Dick Millweed, had a temper that could make a hangover seem like a seismic fracture. He was a small man with a soft, friendly voice. He was not intimidat...
Every day you say something or do something that challenges me, changes me.
You think you walk, Lucy? I think you fly. You see yourself in a uniform? I see you in a cape. You're a hero, of the quietest but most genuine nature.
