It doesn't hurt. Nothing hurts except the small smiles and blushes that flash across the room like tiny sparrows.
Laurie Halse AndersonIT happened. There is no avoiding it, no forgetting. No running away, or flying, or burying, or hiding.
Laurie Halse AndersonPicasso.โ He whispers like a priest. โPicasso. Who saw the truth. Who painted the truth, molded it, ripped from the earth with two angry hands.
Laurie Halse Anderson