“Dad?" But he's still looking out the window, not at me. I walk over and lean my head against his shoulder. His green raincoat is wet and smooth and stinky, like an orca's nose. He smells of salt and wind… — Bonnie-Sue Hitchcock Copy Share Image
“I'll never understand how certain things that happen to us can climb under our skin and make us someone new. Big things can do… — Bonnie-Sue Hitchcock Copy Share Image
“I wonder if a person can ever really shake where they come from” — Bonnie-Sue Hitchcock Copy Share Image
“Dad?" But he's still looking out the window, not at me. I walk over and lean my head against his shoulder. His green raincoat… — Bonnie-Sue Hitchcock Copy Share Image
“My mom loves to laugh, especially when nothing is funny. It's an important trait to have around here, but I'm afraid I didn't inherit… — Bonnie-Sue Hitchcock Copy Share Image
“It suddenly dawns on me that there is a big difference between feeling tired and being weak.” — Bonnie-Sue Hitchcock Copy Share Image
“He knows more than any fourteen-year-old kid should know about people. It has the unfortunate effect of making me want to leap up and… — Bonnie-Sue Hitchcock Copy Share Image
