“She had curled every strand of her hair with rags, attempting something along the lines of Myrna Loy as the Countess Valentine, but what she saw in the mirror was more like Countess Valentine’s crazy old uncle. “You” — Laura McNeal Copy Share Image
“Kids in my history class pulled out their cell phones and turned them on. I did the same, and as we all lifted our… — Laura McNeal Copy Share Image
“Tu' eres de dos mundos." He was wrong, of course. You can only belong to one world at a time.” — Laura McNeal Copy Share Image
“I had no idea whether they played hide-and-seek in Mexico. Still, it was a game that let me be confident instead of self-conscious and… — Laura McNeal Copy Share Image
“On September 13, we were the kindling, and a monstrous god leaned over us to breathe. Clouds melted, brush trembled, and the ocean burned… — Laura McNeal Copy Share Image
“Wanting to play God for your own private purposes, whatever they are, might be what getting greedy is” — Laura McNeal Copy Share Image
“This time when we kissed, he didn't pull away, and I was close enough to his mouth for him to whisper what the tiny… — Laura McNeal Copy Share Image
“Inside the house, near the hearth, Amiel had built a sort of fire pit with rocks. It was a safer place to cook than… — Laura McNeal Copy Share Image
“the April day when the Americans mounted the stone steps and pushed the door buzzer, rain had fallen for eleven of the last eleven… — Laura McNeal Copy Share Image
“She had curled every strand of her hair with rags, attempting something along the lines of Myrna Loy as the Countess Valentine, but what… — Laura McNeal Copy Share Image
“I had reached the end if the trail and the dead end of Willow Glen Road, which meant I had a long way to… — Laura McNeal Copy Share Image
“Amiel was looking at me with the kind of interest that made my mouth dry up. I was Braille and his eyes were fingers.” — Laura McNeal Copy Share Image
“My whole life reminded me of how it felt to ride, when Greenie and I were little, in the back of Greenie's mother's car,… — Laura McNeal Copy Share Image
“Greenie Coombs became my best friend the last summer of making things up. We were in fourth grade, way too old for playing with… — Laura McNeal Copy Share Image
