Most of the time-- 99 percent of the time-- you just don't know how and why the threads are looped together, and that's okay. Do a good thing and something bad happens. Do a bad thing and something good happens. Do nothing and everything explodes.
It occurs to me that for a long time she has been doing her own version of resisting.
Happiness is found when no one is looking
I wonder whether she was sorry for leaving us behind.
No one had ever told her this basic fact: not everyone got to be loved.
Juliet!' I whip around but not quickly enough. She's swallowed by the crowd, the gap that allowed her to break for the door closing just as quickly as it opened, a shifting Tetris pattern of bodies.