I'm just writing what I know. I've never been much of a reader of fantasy, and I think you write what you, personally, enjoy reading.
Sarah DessenSo say Iโm your mom.' 'What?' I said. 'Iโm your mom,' he repeated. 'Now tell me you want to quit modeling.' I could feel myself blushing. 'I canโt do that,' I said. 'Why not?' he asked. 'Is it so hard to believe? You think Iโm not a good role-player?' 'No,' I said. 'Itโs justโ' 'Because I am. Everyone wanted me to be their mother in group.' I just looked at him. 'I justโฆ Itโs weird.' 'No, itโs hard. But not impossible. Just try it.' A week earlier, I hadnโt even known what color his eyes were. Now, we were family. At least temporarily.
Sarah DessenIt was always late at night, when everything and everyone else was quiet, that those voices would rise like ghosts, soft and haunting, filling your mind until sleep finally came.
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