“WE When it is over, we breathe and ache like old oak, like peeling birch. One of Our lost souls set free. We move, a chess piece in a dark room, cast-iron legs moving a centimeter at a time, crying… — Lisa McMann Copy Share Image
Captain looks at Janie closely. "Jesus, Mary, and Joseph," she says. "You're gonna have a heck of a shiner by the time the day's… — Lisa McMann Copy Share Image
“It's the touching they both long for. The holding. Spent their whole lives, each without any.” — Lisa McMann Copy Share Image
The Thickety is a sinister, magical debut with a marvelous and shocking heroine. J.A. White’s elegant writing and masterful plot kept me turning pages… — Lisa McMann Copy Share Image
She sits in the driveway, freezing, for thirty-six minutes. Arguing with herself. Because she thinks she's in love with him too. And there are… — Lisa McMann Copy Share Image
“She opens her eyes slowly. It takes her a moment to adjust to the bright kitchen light, shining in her eyes. "Can we rearrange… — Lisa McMann Copy Share Image
“She knows some of her thoughts are irrational. She knows it and has always known it, even in fifth grade, when she used to… — Lisa McMann Copy Share Image
“Are you actually laughing at me? Seriously?" Janie rubs her hair with a towel. "I almost died out there. Plus my brain is now… — Lisa McMann Copy Share Image
“Hux closed his eyes and gave a ragged sigh, as if he’d been through a battle. Everyone around them became quiet, waiting to hear… — Lisa McMann Copy Share Image
Do you still love me, Janie?' Janie stares at him, incredulous. 'Yes, of course! I don't say it lightly.' 'Say it lightly in my… — Lisa McMann Copy Share Image
With the notebook resting ominuslously on Janie's bed, Janie procrastinates. Does her homework first. And pours herself a bowl of ceral. Breakfast - one… — Lisa McMann Copy Share Image
“Janie imagines a life without people. Without him. Broken heart, loneliness, but able to see, to feel. To live. To be, in peace. Not… — Lisa McMann Copy Share Image
Janie calls Cabel. "Hi, uh, Mom," she says. Cabel snorts. "Hello, dear. Did you make it through the blizzard?" "Yeah. Barely." Janie grins into… — Lisa McMann Copy Share Image
