She'd never in her whole life bunked school, smoked dope, or kissed a boy whose name she didn't know, and yet in the last few days, she'd done all these things.

Her skin tasted expensive.

I made a fatal error thinking he could save me.

. . . my bones they'll burn or bury. It'll be my death.

You changed the rules of the universe when you fell in love with the enemy.

Life is made up of a series of moments, each one a journey to the end.

I imagine horses in the engine, their manes flying, their breaths steaming, their nostrils flaring as they gallop.