“Gerry breathed loudly and slowly. “Dylan,” he said accusingly, “that was a sad story.” “Not it’s not. It’s a happy story. It’s about a mom who loved her baby very much.” “But she’s gone,” Gerry said in a very little… — M.H. Herlong Copy Share Image
“Sometimes when you read a book or watch a TV show, you see the people and you think, Don’t do that. Don’t open that… — M.H. Herlong Copy Share Image
“Usually when you’re steering a boat, it’s like steering a car – you aim yourself in the right direction and move the tiller a… — M.H. Herlong Copy Share Image
“What’s up?” I said. “Nothing.” “I mean what’s wrong?” “My leg is broken.” “Yeah, I noticed.” — M.H. Herlong Copy Share Image
“The thing about life is that it goes on. You wake up and there is the sun like always. There is your own body… — M.H. Herlong Copy Share Image
“I thought that it was possible at a time like that to cry. There was a switch inside somewhere, and a person could just… — M.H. Herlong Copy Share Image
“(After Gerry fell overboard and they set sail) “Dad.” I held my teeth tight. “I guess you forgot. Planning this whole trip, I would… — M.H. Herlong Copy Share Image
“When you’ve been on a boat for a while, its sounds gets to be like the sound of your own heartbeat. It’s always there,… — M.H. Herlong Copy Share Image
“Ben,” Dad snarled. He was tired. “Life jacket and safety harness. Always. When you’re alone on deck at night, we’d never know if you… — M.H. Herlong Copy Share Image
“Gerry breathed loudly and slowly. “Dylan,” he said accusingly, “that was a sad story.” “Not it’s not. It’s a happy story. It’s about a… — M.H. Herlong Copy Share Image
“So we cooked the flounder and ate every single bite. It was huge, and we were stuffed. It was worse than Thanksgiving. I mean… — M.H. Herlong Copy Share Image
“I wished we had milk – milk for strong bones. Dylan said he would eat the fish bones if I would quit talking about milk.” — M.H. Herlong Copy Share Image
