Someday I'll tell you all of it," I say. "I'd like that," he says. "No," I say. "I promise you won't.

None of the wives mention the security guards by the door, who will probably tackle us to the ground if we try to leave without our husbands.

I want to make the world into something better so that he can be okay.

There are so many of us, so many girls. The world wants us for our wombs or our bodies, or it doesn't want us at all.

A party in the orange grove. The pain on Linden's face is immediate. I am unwavering. He has cost me more pain than I will ever be able to repay.

Maybe what frightens us about the edge isn't our fear of morality, but the thoughts it leads us to have.

I think she's brave. I think that nobody has ever believed what she could be capable of. All her life, nobody was listening.