Adolescence is like having only enough light to see the step directly in front of you.

But one thing she [Rachel] did believe in was love. She believed that you could smell it, that you could taste it, that it could change the entire course of your life.

But that would leave Paxton to fend for herself, and the last thing any woman wanted in this kind of situation was to look around and see all the people who could help her doing nothing.

How can we know the true meaning of charity if we don't even know how to help those closest to us?

The next morning dawned bright and sweet, like ribbon candy.

The words were strung in the air like garland. She could almost see them.

It was like she was MADE of cake, light and pretty and decorated on the outside-with her sweet laugh and pink streak to her hair-but it was anyone's guess what was on the inside.