A landline is an anchor - busy signals, long distance bills, missed connections and all.

Your trash can is full of energy bar wrappers." "You were looking through my trash?

I dare you to call Ask-A-Nurse and tell them you feel a presence in your womb region.

I don't want to do anything. I don't even want to start this day because then I'll just be expected to finish it.

You look like a protagonist.

Hey,' he said. It came out hard and frustrated. 'I told you to smile because you're pretty when you smile.' She walked to the bottom of the steps, then looked back at him. 'It'd be better if you thought I was pretty when I don't.

Nothing was dirty. With Park. Nothing could be shameful. Because Park was the sun, and that was the only way Eleanor could think to explain it.