“The natural world,” Rachel was saying. “I’m talking trees and our huge yard, and there’s a creek, and the river, and real stars in the sky over the mountains. Ellie, the clarity of the stars alone will make you leave… — Erika Carter Copy Share Image
“I can’t believe how drunk I used to be. And hungover. Constantly one or the other. An awful cycle of escape, despair, escape, despair.… — Erika Carter Copy Share Image
“The natural world,” Rachel was saying. “I’m talking trees and our huge yard, and there’s a creek, and the river, and real stars in… — Erika Carter Copy Share Image
