I couldn't remember the last time I hadn't had to fake gratitude for a gift, and now that I actually was grateful, thank you didn't seem to cut it.

The trees called to me, urging me to abandon what I knew and vanish into the oncoming night. It was a desire that had been tugging me with disconcerting frequency these days.

right in this moment, I can´t even remember what unhappy feels like.

you're like a siren, leading me into dangerous places

...the sound of our lack of conversation amplified by the echo of our footsteps on the stone around us.

Sam?" Rachel asked. "Do you know you have the saddest sad face ever?

I am standing here in the shed, and I'm waiting to see if my seeds are going to poke out ofthe dirt. I don't know if it's too early to look for signs of life or if, this time, winter has claimed my family for good.