I'm just a friendly bystander who they occasionally ask questions of. That's my level of involvement.
Tess was my first experience of a woman who had inhabited her weirdness, moved into the areas of herself that made her distinct from those around her, and learned how to display them proudly.
She no longer believed in talk. It never rescued anything.
Sometimes you cry, Susie, even when someone you love has been gone a long time.
And my sister, my Lindsey, left me in her memories, where I was meant to be.
Hey, Ocean Eyes,” my father said. “Where’d you go on us?