I feel like I'm playing some giant video game, or trying to solve a really complicated math equation. 'One girl is trying to avoid forty raiding parties of between fifteen to twenty people each, spread out across a radius of seven miles. If she has to make it 2.7 miles through the center, what is the probablitiy she will wake up tomorrow morning in a jail cell? Please feel free to round pi to 3.14'.
Lauren OliverThe Story of Solomon is the only way I know how to explain. And then, in smaller letters: Forgive me.
Lauren OliverI screamed until my voice dried up in my throat. We all did. All of us in Ward Six, all of us forgotten, left to rot.
Lauren OliverOf course. That's what people do in a disordered world, a world of freedom and choice: they leave when they want. They disappear, they come back, they leave again. And you are left to pick up the pieces on your own.
Lauren Oliver