“But I understood, now, that we don’t live only for ourselves. We’re connected by millions of shared experiences and dreams and nightmares,… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“I pretended to be a Cheyenne guide. I pretended to be a prairie woman. I pretended Henry was my old-timey husband taking… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“He was taking a leap here, negotiating with a crackhead, under the table, in a dark cantina. The courage etched on his… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“His room was dark until he switched on his desk lamp. I sat on the floor next to his bed and watched… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“For a second, I stared at the map of her veins just under the surface of her thin skin. It was like… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“We all think when we’re young that we want excitement and highs and passion. To hell with ordinary.” I smiled and she… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“I needed out. The Jeep wasn’t fast enough. I shut it down, grabbed the keys and started running like a bear was… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“Hold still, Meg, you’re dripping blood on my car seats.” I reached behind the passenger seat of Tennyson’s car looking for the… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“New rules—we needed new rules. No one opens the main doors but me. No one leaves the property without me. No one… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“Her problem is with pretty,” Tennyson said. "She thinks I’ll need all these dresses in college. Like I would ever in a… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“I didn’t look at Thanet. I couldn’t because he would see the hurt on my face. “He loves you,” Thanet said. “He’s… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“My mom was sitting at the kitchen table. She’d set her coffee down, making a noise that made me look her way.… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“She didn’t see me because of the reflection on the store windows, and she wouldn’t know me in this car anyway. In… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“You’re kidding, right? The whole town will know where we are just by the idle on that thing.” He feigned a look… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“Is there one in particular, Tennyson?” Henry said, ducking out from under her arm. “I could arrange a meeting.” “Yeah, the one… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“Sometimes, in the stillness of my room, my mom’s voice came to me, repeating things she’d said for months. Like, “My skin… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“He smiled and squinted at me again, tilting his head up and to the right as he stared. “Maybe what I’m attracted… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“Look at this one.” I picked up a small painting of a man with dark hair and a short, dark beard. He… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“I reached down and picked up a baseball bat at my feet and I flung it as hard as it could. It… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“He ran his hand from my wrist up to the crook of my elbow and then to my shoulder. “When I was… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“My dad used to say, ‘This is what your right arm’s for, son,’” John said. “This is the time and these are… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“It was the first time I discovered that some girls actually sneak out of the house during slumber parties and meet up… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“I really want to believe that when our Quiet Waters kids wake up in the middle of the night, scared, they’ll remember… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“He carried her over the Owl Creek mountain range without stopping,” he said, quietly this time. “He carried her until he reached… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“Let’s go to town,” Jo said. “Take me to eat dinner at the hotel.” I sucked in a breath and stared at… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“Quinn spoke their language—all mystery and inside jokes, scarred souls and statement shirts. It was a beautiful moment for him—in his element… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“I worried I would miss it, and I knew, from losing Wyatt, that things happen the moment the soul is released. Wyatt… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“Do you know how hard it is to paint kindness?” She leaned her hip against a desk in the corner of the… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“Jo told me once that she was an old woman everywhere but in her studio. “There I’m only myself,” she’d said. Standing… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“But Quinn held the fuzzy handcuffs in his hands, looking them over closely, and he smiled. “Oh, hey, did you want to… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“I’ve known her long enough to know that this was purely intentional.” He peered sideways at me, judging my reaction. “I like… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“Meg,” he whispered. “It wouldn’t be real love if there weren’t the possibility for another response to him. If we couldn’t choose… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“I won’t forget it,” I said. “I hope you meet someone perfect one day.” “Ha…yeah, that’s just it. I think I already… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“And what do you want?” I almost choked. “How could you even ask me that, Henry?” He sighed. “Because I’m thousands of… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“But with her eyes closed, she began to whisper. “If you have someone to love, then love. If you have someone to… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“Henry drew a shaky breath. “Do me a favor, Meg.” “Anything,” I whispered. “Don’t fall for Quinn O’Neill. If you’re going to… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“The first thing I needed, possibly the only thing, was to kiss her and I did, for as long as I could.… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“All of the emotions that hit people at times like these, all of them, were coursing through us both like a secret… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“I’d stumbled upon the inner sanctuary of a woman who loved the world. Loved the faces of people she saw. Loved the… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“I’d never seen him bare-chested. For the first time, he seemed vulnerable to me. His smooth, tight skin wrapped around the long… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
