“She stood in the snow, effervescent, all pale skin and blonde hair, clad in white and bathed in moonlight. She should have… — Hazel Butler Copy Share Image
“Millions cheer the warrior spilling blood across the ring while the one who stands for peace is ridiculed and shamed. Must hearts… — Aberjhani Copy Share Image
“A shade flickered to my left, an eerie shadow balanced even more precariously on the railing than I. Her plimsolls struggled to… — Hazel Butler Copy Share Image
“Joshua had always been able to get away with things—things for which he should never have been forgiven. He was a lot… — Hazel Butler Copy Share Image
“In the woods lay a bleeding angel in all her glory. Her arms posed gracefully above her head and her hair soaked… — Kim Cormack Copy Share Image
“It seemed for a moment as if something was there, loitering between the knurled and towering cherry trees, a flash of a… — Hazel Butler Copy Share Image
“So did you bring me down here to show me how artistic you are?" "No, I just wanted to talk to you… — Sang Kromah Copy Share Image
“Ella, I think it's best if I go,” Tristan said a little scared. “Besides, I don't really want to make him mad,”… — Jessica Miller Copy Share Image
“The past had already been dealt with, to one end or another, it was certain, fixed, the horror of it was already… — Hazel Butler Copy Share Image
“Ramon looked closely at the little guy as he ate. "Maybe he's Jewish. I mean, if Sammy Davis Jr. could convert to… — Lish McBride Copy Share Image
“The reflection was that of a putrefying corpse. By some trick of the light, her face seemed sallow and slipping, the patches… — Hazel Butler Copy Share Image
“It was a fact that had become the focus of my entire life, a whisper in my heartbeat, a permanent, insidious presence… — Hazel Butler Copy Share Image
“Was James bipolar?” The tears returned, and I watched her battle them. “We don’t use that word in our family.” I stared… — Hazel Butler Copy Share Image
“James had taken his own life, but the need to do so was not something easily explained. He had the life he… — Hazel Butler Copy Share Image
“I imagined her poised, a humerus in one hand, a toothbrush in the other, as she gently brushed away the last remnants… — Hazel Butler Copy Share Image
