“When I had woken up the next morning, I'd stared at my ceiling for a good ten minutes, reliving the dream, committing it to memory...wishing it was real, wishing I could crawl back inside that dream and disappear--stay there forever.” — S.C. Stephens Copy Share Image
“Clare concentrated on the words trying hard to press them into her memory and wishing they were solid objects that she could keep and carry around with her.” — Marisa de los Santos Copy Share Image
