“The noise. The chaos. Had it always been this bad? Cars honking, sirens blaring, the shriek of bus brakes, and the smell of diesel when the huge vehicle pulled away from the curb? Construction, wood-planked walkways, jackhammers. How did people… — Anne Frasier Copy Share Image
“In the South,” he said, “they call everything a Coke. So if you say you want a Coke, you then have to specify if… — Anne Frasier Copy Share Image
“On her sixteenth birthday, she bought a lottery ticket and won half a million dollars. But later the money was taken away because she… — Anne Frasier Copy Share Image
But the pop-up suburb has an incomplete feel to it like something that just wasn't right, wasn't quite real, almost like a movie set.… — Anne Frasier Copy Share Image
“When people raised families in that sterile environment, it produced directionless children who became directionless teenagers, then directionless adults. With no roots, no past… — Anne Frasier Copy Share Image
This book blew me away. Kelly Parra writes with the keen eye of an artist. Graffiti Girl is warm, gutsy, and true-to-life - an… — Anne Frasier Copy Share Image
“after you watch someone die of cancer, you’re forever changed. Your view of humanity, of what it means to be a human on this… — Anne Frasier Copy Share Image
That's what you realized when you got older. When you were little, you thought you were just too young to understand the answers and… — Anne Frasier Copy Share Image
“But the unexamined life wasn’t a life worth living. Who’d said that? Socrates. Yes, Socrates. Smart guy. Right” — Anne Frasier Copy Share Image
“Some things I need to deal with, that’s all.” “Such as…?” She wanted to keep the moment of frankness and camaraderie going. “Nothing I… — Anne Frasier Copy Share Image
“Because that’s the way it was with many serial killers. They blended. They moved among the masses, changing color to match their background. Ivy” — Anne Frasier Copy Share Image
