“To get through the night, I sometimes imagined the sky filled with a canopy of stars. I imagined that each star contained the soul of a girl or boy who had died too young, and the light the stars gave… — Jill Bialosky Copy Share Image
“More stars than he’d seen in his life. More stars than he’d ever imagined existed. Even the gaps between them looked different—a deep velvety blue only a shade away from black. The unexpected beauty of it held his gaze, leaving… — Manna Francis Copy Share Image
