“Without a torch, I stumbled along the paths. The night was dismal. A partial moon hovered bitter and white on the horizon. It was the perfect night for murder.” — Kimberley Griffiths Little Copy Share Image
“Without a torch, I stumbled along the paths. The night was dismal. A partial moon hovered bitter and white on the horizon. It was… — Kimberley Griffiths Little Copy Share Image
“The summer I turned eleven, I found out that ghosts are real. Guess it's hard to rest nice and easy in your coffin if… — Kimberley Griffiths Little Copy Share Image
“And Mamma was still asleep. I called it the sleeping sickness because coma is the ugliest word in the entire universe. If I could,… — Kimberley Griffiths Little Copy Share Image
“Forgiveness was sweeter than I'd ever imagined. Hope was turning into faith. In fact, they were so close they could almost be the very… — Kimberley Griffiths Little Copy Share Image
“Horeb bent over me and ran his hand down my neck, not stopping when his fingers reached my chest. I jerked backward. "What are… — Kimberley Griffiths Little Copy Share Image
“Sometimes you just gotta let some tears out or you'll burst. -Miz Allemond” — Kimberley Griffiths Little Copy Share Image
“The throbbing shimmy spread through my hips and thighs. I could have sworn my body started to glow as if light were shooting from… — Kimberley Griffiths Little Copy Share Image
