This camp is a forge for the army; it's testing our mettle. Instead of heat and hammer, our trials are cold and hunger. Question is, what are we made of?
Laurie Halse AndersonYouโre not dead, but youโre not alive, either. Youโre a wintergirl, Lia-Lia, caught in between the worlds. Youโre a ghost with a beat- ing heart. Soon youโll cross the border and be with me. Iโm so stoked. I miss you wicked.
Laurie Halse AndersonWhen life sucks, read. They can't yell at you for that. And if they do, then you can ignore them.
Laurie Halse AndersonIt's a shame we can't just admit that we failed family living, sell the house, split up the money, and get on with our lives.
Laurie Halse Anderson