“Henry looked from Ling to Alma and back again. His mouth slid into a sly smile. “Oh my.” — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
“Imagine living each day and not being able to trust your own mind. Imagine having it lie to you, trick you, tell you you’re worthless or that the world would be better off without you in it. It would be… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
