“I felt sort of sad that I couldn’t remember the last time, before tonight, that I’d paid such close attention to the sky. It felt like that must be some kind of sign that I’d lost my innocence and grown… — Tara Altebrando Copy Share Image
“I itched to have my phone in my hands so I could . . . I didn’t even know what. I wanted distraction. I… — Tara Altebrando Copy Share Image
“It was enough to make me feel like retreating into some wooded or snowy clime, where only the most determined photographers or Mary-hunters might… — Tara Altebrando Copy Share Image
“I knew guys got erections. I was perfectly prepared to deal with it. When the right guy and the right erection came along.” — Tara Altebrando Copy Share Image
“It’s wonderful,” his mother says, and I feel something old and familiar course through my blood. It fills all four chambers of my heart,… — Tara Altebrando Copy Share Image
“We’d had a bunch of classes together over the years, but I couldn’t be sure we’d ever spoken one-on-one and now that made me… — Tara Altebrando Copy Share Image
“He wanted more than anything, to walk over the bridge. To just leave Oyster Point and go to college in the city, where maybe… — Tara Altebrando Copy Share Image
“It didn't matter. Carson wasn’t the one for me. He wasn’t even the one for right now. My life would hopefully have its great… — Tara Altebrando Copy Share Image
“Her hair was a dried-out cornfield and her skin a worn leather handbag. She had resting bitch face, so I knew where I’d gotten… — Tara Altebrando Copy Share Image
“I felt sort of sad that I couldn’t remember the last time, before tonight, that I’d paid such close attention to the sky. It… — Tara Altebrando Copy Share Image
