The silence drew off, baring the pebbles and shells and all the tatty wreckage of my life. — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
“Oompf! That was the sound of me jamming my foot into my mouth. The silence drew out into long awkward moments. Leticia said nothing. She stared fixedly down at her notebook, not daring even to glance up at me. I… — Jason Luke Copy Share Image
