He specialized in the murder of dreams, Hazel Grace.
You say into my cracks and I saw into yours.
It's fine," I repeated. And whatever. It was fine. It had to be.
Like everyone, I'm saddened and horrified by this. All I'll say is that I'm personally trying to pay more attention to the victims than to their murderer. I certainly will not be mentioning the murderer. I don't think he warrants our attention-particularly since he so clearly wanted it.
A desert blessing, an ocean curse.
But it was only hot outside, and generally I only walked outside between one air-conditioned place to another.