“When I got to my own face, I found myself staring at it, so bright with dark all around it, like it… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
“I stood there for a moment, studying each of us, taking in Kirstens's smile, Whitney's haunting gaze, the way my mother cocked… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Like a word on a page that you’ve printed and read a million times, that suddenly looks strange or wrong, foreign. And… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
