“That was seven years ago. The doctors told her father the memory would fade, like the big messy scar on her arm, but neither ever did.” — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“Tana would sit near the door to the basement with fingers in her ears, tears and snot running down her face as she cried and cried and cried. And little Pearl would toddle up, crying, too. They cried while they… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
