“The instant the words are out of his mouth, he realizes his mistake. It’s like getting smacked in the back of the head with a snowball: a thud, followed by glass-sharp prickles of dread melting down your neck.” — Maria Padian Copy Share Image
“I wish we could start over. I wish we were meeting for the first time. Clean slate.’ Haley considers this. It’s such a little-kid term. ‘Do-over!’ they’d shriek on the four-square court. The kickball field. Back when there was no… — Maria Padian Copy Share Image
“For Carrie, words were volatile, intentional, Molotov cocktails of meaning.” — Maria Padian Copy Share Image
“The instant the words are out of his mouth, he realizes his mistake. It’s like getting smacked in the back of the head with… — Maria Padian Copy Share Image
“I wish we could start over. I wish we were meeting for the first time. Clean slate.’ Haley considers this. It’s such a little-kid… — Maria Padian Copy Share Image
