I keep thinking that if I could just unzip my skin, step out of this body, then I would see who I really am.“ She nods her head slowly. „What do you think you‘d look like?” “Smaller, for a start.

So, she tells me, the words dribbling out with the cranberry muffin crumbs, commas dunked in her coffee.

I want to tell him that it's just a stupid car, but bits of me are scattered all over town; the graveyard, school, Cassie's room, the motel, and standing in from of the sink in my mother's kitchen. It takes too much energy to gather all the bits together, so I just sit there and watch him implode.

Nicole can do anything that involves a ball and whistle.

Do I want to die from the inside out or the outside in?

You must walk alone to find your soul.

I want to go to sleep and not wake up, but I don’t want to die.