“Like a palindrome, like the way a perfect day should be.” — Abby Slovin Perfect day Copy Share Image
“Tree limbs boasted fresh baby buds and smiled at the brush strokes spread across the sky.” — Abby Slovin Smiled Copy Share Image
“For a brief moment, the rusted steel beams above her sparkled like stars.” — Abby Slovin Time Copy Share Image
“The likeness she had been searching for was on her face the whole time.” — Abby Slovin Face Copy Share Image
“She was now on her way to an old world that was nothing but new to her.” — Abby Slovin Old world Copy Share Image
“The search for lost things is hindered by routine habits, and that is why it is so difficult to find them.” — Abby Slovin Habits Copy Share Image
“Sparks fly everywhere, Parker. The world’s practically on fire. You need something more solid in your relationships than some silly little spark.” — Abby Slovin Fire Copy Share Image
“Sometimes you don’t get to close one door before another opens. We’re not all given that luxury, for closure.” — Abby Slovin Copy Share Image
“Speed did not feel exhilarating or thrilling anymore. It only felt like a rapid approach toward something distant that she couldn’t make… — Abby Slovin Adventure Copy Share Image
“She sat on the stoop alone, gazing up at an infinite sky as it held her and pushed her away all at… — Abby Slovin Heart Copy Share Image
“Eventually, as her grandmother’s sobs softened, she pulled her away and – looking deeply into the clouds of her grey eyes –… — Abby Slovin Grandmother Copy Share Image
“Sometimes walls go up between friends and you can’t see the other side. And sometimes they come down. That’s just the way… — Abby Slovin Copy Share Image
“Parker sat on the opposite end of the couch, distracted by thoughts of the coming year and all the secrets it kept… — Abby Slovin Distracted Copy Share Image
“Sometimes, we have to change the way we see things in order to see the way they truly are. We have to… — Abby Slovin Change Copy Share Image
“For the life of me, I don’t understand these bumper stickers. I would think, the more you believe in something, the less… — Abby Slovin Faith Copy Share Image
“Parker and her mother exchanged small talk like a pair of strangers in an elevator. What a nice day it was and… — Abby Slovin Nice day Copy Share Image
“A thin yellow curtain hung in front of the corner window as boney tree limbs tapped on the glass like an unwelcome… — Abby Slovin Curtain Copy Share Image
“Even with the windows up she could smell the thick, spiky aroma of cut grass and the distant hum of a lawnmower… — Abby Slovin Buzzing Bee Copy Share Image
“At a time when Parker might have craved the comfort of certainty, she instead held tight to her wavering thoughts; To the… — Abby Slovin Adventure Copy Share Image
“Parker stared at the bare branches along Saint Marks Place as they swayed with the wind, reaching for one another, and longed… — Abby Slovin Bare branches Copy Share Image
“I used to build things, maintain them and what-not. Sometimes, we’d take things apart completely just to get a good look at… — Abby Slovin Copy Share Image
“Parker fixated on the envelope's precise penmanship as she lifted it. Her grandmother rarely took the time to write her own name… — Abby Slovin Humor Copy Share Image
“Her letter bled from word to word, in three sour sentences.” — Abby Slovin Language Copy Share Image
“She let go and yet for the first time did not feel she was giving up.” — Abby Slovin First time Copy Share Image
“I can’t even think about words because the sunset stole them all.” — Abby Slovin Language Copy Share Image
“The apartment was merely a collection of looted, hollowed out shades of paint.” — Abby Slovin Looted Copy Share Image
“The honesty of her plain skin was striking without foundation.” — Abby Slovin Heart Copy Share Image
“In a brief, surreal moment, she could see the young man he used to be in his smile.” — Abby Slovin Surreal Copy Share Image
“It’s a leap of faith to think that being anonymous will change anything.” — Abby Slovin Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Fear swallowed her, deep and dark as the ocean and she sank into it.” — Abby Slovin Fear Copy Share Image
“She looked up and saw the right angles of time above her as the clock hit three.” — Abby Slovin Looked Copy Share Image
“Her past was finally speaking to her in a language she understood.” — Abby Slovin Language Copy Share Image
