What is right, in the end, is not always what it seems to be, and some rules are better broken.

Many of my books come from what if questions that I can't answer, things that I'm worried about as either a woman, a wife, a mom, an American.

An item that looks perfectly normal on the surface might only be disguised.

I wonder if what makes a family a family isn't doing everything right all the time but, instead, giving a second chance to the people you love who do things wrong.

Even the most beautiful things can be toxic.

If you choose to be looking for something, you'd better be ready for whatever it is you are find. Because it may not be what you've been expecting.

There is no cosmic scale on which you can weigh your actions; you learn too late what choices ruin the fragile balance.