“Pumpkins. That's what we resemble-- pumpkins, in our orange graduation robes. 'This color makes me look so fat,' Angie says, straightening her cap. 'Why can't our school have decent colors?' 'You're not fat,' Michael says, dressed in shirt and tie.… — Kelly Bingham Copy Share Image
“Happy ending roll credits pick our way out, over crushed pieces of popcorn to emerge into the glaring light of day” — Kelly Bingham Copy Share Image
“M: Don't go there. Besides, you want to tell me about this prom date? Hmm? J: He's just a friend. We barely know each… — Kelly Bingham Copy Share Image
“Life should come with such a statement. No Promises. Just lots of hope.” — Kelly Bingham Copy Share Image
“But all I can come up with is: 'See you, Mr. Musker. And Thank you.' Words that are too small because there are no… — Kelly Bingham Copy Share Image
“Life goes on, and deadlines arrive, even when it seems the world should stop out of respect for a shattered self-esteem.” — Kelly Bingham Copy Share Image
“Art is ment to travel from your heart to your head and out through your fingers...” — Kelly Bingham Copy Share Image
“Pumpkins. That's what we resemble-- pumpkins, in our orange graduation robes. 'This color makes me look so fat,' Angie says, straightening her cap. 'Why… — Kelly Bingham Copy Share Image
“We bask in the scent of cinnamon before Mom puts a scone her plate. 'His name is Rich,' she says. I select a scone… — Kelly Bingham Copy Share Image
“J: You will not believe what Mom is doing. M: Ballroom dancing lessons? Hot-air balloon classes?” — Kelly Bingham Copy Share Image
“You know the part in Cinderella when everyone goes to the ball and she sits at home, crying? It wasn’t because her gown was… — Kelly Bingham Copy Share Image
