“Sobs force their way out of my throat. I feel like I’m trapped in a disaster movie where everything is shriveling into darkness and ash. Sunflowers are being uprooted. Puppies are being trampled. Whole cities are crumbling to dust.” — Paula Stokes Copy Share Image
“You know what I regret the most?” Trinity says, her voice just above a whisper. I don’t answer. All I can think about is… — Paula Stokes Copy Share Image
“Maybe I could dole out the truth in tiny pieces that, once assembled, would make a picture that resembled a reality in which I… — Paula Stokes Copy Share Image
“But if you want him, you might have to fight for him." I let my head fall to the tabletop. "For the love of… — Paula Stokes Copy Share Image
“Nothing will be the same without him." Micah nods slowly. "I know what you're saying. I guess I'm just wondering how we know when… — Paula Stokes Copy Share Image
“A lot of kids think high school represents the best years of their lives, but others recognize that it's mostly irrelevant bullshit, and that… — Paula Stokes Copy Share Image
“People are always clinging to what they want to hear, discarding the evidence that doesn’t fit with their beliefs, giving greater weight to evidence… — Paula Stokes Copy Share Image
“That's one of the problems with nice guys. If They can't stand up for themselves then they won't be able to stand up for… — Paula Stokes Copy Share Image
“I go through memory after memory, looking for reassurance that nothing has changed, but it's like flipping through a book of stories I've outgrown.… — Paula Stokes Copy Share Image
“How do you make me smile when it seems like there’s nothing in the whole world to smile about?” — Paula Stokes Copy Share Image
“Sometimes being poor means having to choose between your principles and your survival.” — Paula Stokes Copy Share Image
