Do they choose to be so dense? Were they born that way? I have no friends. I have nothing. I say nothing. I am nothing.
Laurie Halse AndersonWe swore sacred oaths to be strong and to save the planet and to be friends forever.
Laurie Halse AndersonSo, she tells me, the words dribbling out with the cranberry muffin crumbs, commas dunked in her coffee.
Laurie Halse AndersonI stand in the center aisle of the auditorium, a wounded zebra in a National Geographic special, looking for someone, anyone to sit next to. A predator approaches: gray jock buzz cut, whistle around a neck thicker than his head. Probably a social studies teacher, hired to coach a blood sport.
Laurie Halse Anderson