By the second tour I had rice cakes and hummus with me, and I was jumping rope in my room. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“It's just a trickle at first, dark hallways, empty rooms, but then Angela sees a face. Eyes wide, nostrils flaring, a little girl's mouth covered with taut rope. The room is damp and cold and simple, a chair in the… — E.M. Blomqvist Copy Share Image
