“I'd hoped at least one of my parents had seen Milo and me standing close together on the sidewalk, still holding hands,… — R.J. Anderson Copy Share Image
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“This is fantastically squalid," said Milo. "We may never get out of here alive.” — R.J. Anderson Copy Share Image
“A long shaft of light came down from the sun behind the clouds and fell on the rearing, striking horses so that… — Elyne Mitchell Copy Share Image
“I don't know how to be anything but pretend," I replied, and it ached in me how true that really was. "But… — R.J. Anderson Copy Share Image
