You need help, and that's what books are for.
We don't get to chose what is true. We only get to choose what we do about it.
Just as I lay back, she sat up. I sat up, and she flopped back down. Awkward. That was my every move when it came to her. Now we were both lying down, staring up at the blue sky.
There were two kinds of people in our town. The stupid, and the stuck.
red plastic rain her tears stain
What did you do to Amma?" "I was late to school." He studied my face. I studied his. "Number 2?" I nodded. "Sharp?" "Started out sharp and then she sharpened it.