“Helen's books were her friends, "the kind you invite for dinner in the middle of winter," she'd told him, " and spend all night talking and never go to bed.” — Emma Clayton Copy Share Image
“Helen's books were her friends, "the kind you invite for dinner in the middle of winter," she'd told him, " and spend all night… — Emma Clayton Copy Share Image
“For their planet was soaked in human tears as volatile as gasoline, and if the match struck, it would burn bright, but just for… — Emma Clayton Copy Share Image
