“He left soon afterwards, leaving her alone in the dark room, illuminated time to time by shocking leaps of heat lightning, and she thought, now it will rain, and it never did, and she thought, now he will come, and… — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
“Pete?" I say, my voice crackling. "Please don't die." Pete gives me a dazzling smile and bows. "To die will be an awfully big adventure." He blows me a kiss and pulls the heavy door shut with a metallic clank,… — Wendy Spinale Copy Share Image
