“Alice twists a lock of her hair as she sucks on her straw and swivels back and forth on her seat. The shush of the ball bearings sounds like the sea to her, like waves retreating through the sand. She… — Jan Strnad Copy Share Image
“Things aren't what they seem. What a truth to learn at such a tender age! More discouraging was the way in which everyone around… — Jan Strnad Copy Share Image
“Aunt Flo's love is not a soft thing, I think, but something hard and unyielding, which can be good or bad.” — Jan Strnad Copy Share Image
“You were a child, you didn't mean to hurt my feelings. Children are ignorant. It takes an adult to choose to be cruel.” — Jan Strnad Copy Share Image
“Never mind being first. If you want to count for something, be the last of your kind.” — Jan Strnad Copy Share Image
“I see the life draining out of her and something else taking its place, but I don't know what. Maybe that's the problem. Maybe… — Jan Strnad Copy Share Image
“Alice likes to swing as high as she can. At the schoolyard on the big swings there, I think maybe she's going to go… — Jan Strnad Copy Share Image
“The evening air smelled like secrets. The breeze that stirred his hair had been places Matt could only imagine. It had twined through trees… — Jan Strnad Copy Share Image
“She couldn't see the mathematical beauty in a leaf, the miracle in a seed that becomes a seedling, the absolute wonder that is the… — Jan Strnad Copy Share Image
“Alice twists a lock of her hair as she sucks on her straw and swivels back and forth on her seat. The shush of… — Jan Strnad Copy Share Image
“Now I understand. Alice is afraid. The whole town is afraid because the world doesn't make sense to them anymore. Two kids go missing… — Jan Strnad Copy Share Image
