“Yeah, well there’s your first problem. You don’t get it. You can’t even see what you did. You’re going to sit here… — Amelia C. Gormley Copy Share Image
“What is it? What is it?!” I began dumping clothes out of the dresser drawers, snatching them on as quickly as I… — Amelia C. Gormley Copy Share Image
“I shrugged uncomfortably, leaning my head against hers, almost forgetting Mr. Gardner’s presence as Mo and I fell into that sort of… — Amelia C. Gormley Copy Share Image
“That’s not really your business, is it?” I snapped, doing that going-on-the-offense thing I do when I panic. “I’m not sure what… — Amelia C. Gormley Art Copy Share Image
