You know what they say about hope. It breeds eternal misery!

But Mike was like a Bjork song-all happy and giddy and fun on the surface, but bubbling with turmoil and pain underneath.

The Glass Castle by Jeannette Walls is the quintessential dysfunctional family.

Never trust a pretty girl with an ugly secret.

Mike drank straight from the carton, wiped his mouth, and stared at her. "You've been acting freaky. Are you high? Can I have some if you are?

Last but not least, she put on a pair of black-framed reading glasses she’d found on Mr. Mercer’s bedside table. If it worked for Clark Kent, it’d work for her.

Even if you're an adult you still have secrets and scandals following you.