I hear they feed you in Sing Sing,โ Evie muttered. โThree squares a day.โ โEvangeline,โ Will said with a sigh. โCharity begins at home.โ โSo does mental illness.
Libba BrayCome awake, Tom. Fathers can willfully hurt their children. They can be addicts too weak to give up their vices, no matter the pain it causes. Mothers can turn you invisible with neglect. They can erase you with a denial, a refusal to see. Friends can deceive you. People lie. It is a cold, hard world. I do not blame Nell Hawkins for retreating from it into a madness of her own choosing.
Libba BrayIn the end, I take my shoes off and stick my feet in, letting the lukewarm water lick at my ankles. It feels good, and not just because Iโm stoned. I make a mental note to add this to Dulcieโs list of things worth living for. For some reason, I keep seeing her rolling her eyes at me, that big, goofy grin stretching her face like Silly Putty. On my private list, I add her smile. She doesnโt have to know.
Libba BrayWhat took you so long?โ Will asked when Evie came panting into the room. He and Jericho had assembled a stack of books, which they were tucking into Willโs attachรฉ case. โI walked to Jerusalem for the Bible. I knew youโd want an original,โ Evie snapped.
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