“Went home briefly to get my halter dress for Hero's party, and Mom was waiting for me at the kitchen table. Either she's psychic, or she totally reads my journal, because I haven't said a word about Ben, but somehow… — Jody Gehrman Copy Share Image
“Graham Cracker?” I said softly, turning my body toward him, moving a few inches closer. “Yes, Lucille?” he replied, turning more toward me. “Every word you’ve ever written becomes my new favorite story.” — Brittainy C. Cherry Copy Share Image
