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.
Lauren OliverSomeday she will be saved, and the past and all its pain will be rendered as smoothly palatable as the food we spoon to our babies.
Lauren OliverThe hours here are flat and round, disks of gray layered one on top of the other...they move slowly, at a grind, until it seems as though they are not moving at all. They are just pressing down.
Lauren Oliver