“I thought back to Meg’s advice about Hemingway sentences—simple declarative statements that showed the truth and distilled the meaning. My first attempt… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“When Dad was in the middle of a description of the hotel’s laundry facility, I interrupted. “Why haven’t you told me today,… — 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
“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
“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
“Camus and Henry waved to me from that muddy truck. They both wanted me to get over myself. So, this was me,… — 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
“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
“On the best nights, he’d appear outside the bookstore window and wait for me to unlock the door. He usually hadn’t had… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“It was about how men walk into a forest afraid because they know all the things that can happen. They might wake… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“Grayson noticed me next to the lockers. He pointed at me then held his arms out magnanimously. “You’re welcome, new girl,” he… — 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
“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
“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
“Here was what I wanted to happen when I walked through the door after my first real date and my first ever… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“It was an oddly satisfying idea to feel bereft as I left my mother this time. We only feel bereft when we’re… — 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
“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
“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
“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
“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
“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
“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 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
