“I know now that stars are hot balls of angry fire and gas that are far more likely to drop from the sky and crush you before bestowing wishes upon you. Waste none of your efforts on them.” — Tracey Ward Copy Share Image
“First, we’re not the same size. And second, no.” She glared at me. “What’s wrong with my dress?” “Technically, it’s dad’s dress.” “White isn’t… — Tracey Ward Copy Share Image
“We’re all idiots when it comes to love,” Trent says philosophically. I glance back at him, surprised. He smiles at me with is creepy,… — Tracey Ward Copy Share Image
“I reluctantly pull out my knife as I silently close the distance between myself, animal and idiot. From a distance I thought the wolf… — Tracey Ward Copy Share Image
“He was like a rainbow; rare and enchanting, exciting to stumble on, but when it was gone I didn’t waste a moment of thought… — Tracey Ward Copy Share Image
“He’s right and I’m pissed. I’m mad because I’m no longer a Jawbreaker. I’m more of a Gummy Bear or a friggin’ Laffy Taffy.” — Tracey Ward Copy Share Image
“an ugly scene; all death, blood, gore and everything macabre. But there in the middle is this boy. This vibrant, living, breathing, resilient, relentless… — Tracey Ward Copy Share Image
“Yeah, alright." Anything to end this conversation about her father's breast.” — Tracey Ward Copy Share Image
“I can't fire my gun without bringing attention to myself while surrounded by more zombies than tweens at a One Direction concert, and I… — Tracey Ward Copy Share Image
