I've spent enough time behind a bar that I've formed a few opinions about what people wear and what it says about them. Guys who wear black from head to toe fall into two categories: they want to be trouble, or they are trouble.

I am a kite in a tornado but I have a long string. There is tension in my line. Somewhere, someone is holding onto the other end and, although it cannot spare me this storm, it will not let me be lost while I regain my strength. It is enough.

Do you think love just goes away? Pops out of existence when it becomes too painful or inconvenient, as if you never felt it?

I love music because it's so fecking brilliant. Music is math, and math is the structure of everything and pretty much perfect.

I am a kite in a tornado, but I have a long string.

Oh, please," I rolled my eyes, "You're a leftie, Barrons." "Touche, Ms. Lane," he murmured.

I was a twenty-two-year-old single white female alone in a strange country where my sister had been killed.