“Sister,” Gramps said, his voice a growl again, as if he hadn’t heard anything we’d been saying. “I’m sure that painful things have happened to you. Even marrying Jesus can’t entirely shield you from the realities of life. I ask… — Nina LaCour Copy Share Image
“No," I say. "I didn't know that," and as I say it I feel flooded with bitterness at all the things Ingrid kept secret… — Nina LaCour Copy Share
I want to tell you about everything but I can't because I couldn't stand for you to have that look on your face all… — Nina LaCour Copy Share
“I sleep through the next day. Each time I go to the bathroom, I try not to look in the mirror. Once, I catch… — Nina LaCour Copy Share
“Crushes are supposed to be fun, aren't they? They definitely aren't supposed to be so torturous.” — Nina LaCour Copy Share
“Maybe it doesn't matter, maybe if we all force ourselves to act like we're okay even if we're not, eventually things will get better.” — Nina LaCour Copy Share
“That's what friends do: they notice things. They're there for each other. They see what parents don't.” — Nina LaCour Copy Share
“I don't want to hurt you or anybody so please forget about me. Just try. Find yourself a better friend.” — Nina LaCour Copy Share
“I don't know if any of this would have happened if we had been at home... Would we have crammed ourselves into the bathroom… — Nina LaCour Copy Share
“Whenever Ingrid and I got out of the suburbs, into Berkeley or San Francisco, and saw how other people lived, Ingrid would cry at… — Nina LaCour Copy Share
“She [Ava] was never something waiting to be solved. All she is—all she’s ever been—is a person trying to live a life.” — Nina LaCour Copy Share
“My mom says Ingrid's name and I start to hum, not the melody to a song, just one drawn-out note. I know it makes… — Nina LaCour Copy Share
