She flashes me a smile so devastating that it could even make an atheist believe in God.
Sonya SonesReady or not, here I come I'm so tired of this dumb game of hide and seek Olly olly oxen free Show yourself, you're scaring me Come out, come out, where ever you are You've taken this thing way too far
Sonya SonesThe golden moment when I’m not yet awake enough to remember that there are things I would rather forget.
Sonya SonesI wish he hadn't gone and cut his hair. He looks about eight years old. His ears have tripled in size. Everyone's started calling him Dumbo. Which wouldn't be so bad, except they've started calling me Mrs. Dumbo. You can't even tell he's got curly hair anymore. There's nothing left to run my fingers through. Just this weird blond AstroTurf sprouting out of his skull.
Sonya Sones