I love getting fan mail. Often, as a writer, you never know what your readers think of a book... you get critical reviews and sales figures, but none of that is the same as knowing you've made a person stay up all night reading, or helped them have a good cry, or really touched their life.

I’m gonna miss you,” Brianna says. “I’m gonna miss you too, baby,” Angelo murmurs. For Pete’s sake. It’s not like she’s leaving on a trip around the world. She’s only headed to homeroom.

Life was what happened when all the what-if’s didn’t, when what you dreamed or hoped or – in this case – feared might come to pass passed by instead.

In this new place we've found, sometimes there aren't words, because the truth can be even more difficult than the lies.

For someone who can’t remember very much, there seems to be a lot I can’t forget.

The problem with you is that you always see a glass of milk half empty instead of half filled.

is it like this every night, while we're asleep?