“The glistening colours around his eyes had actually spread out farther on his face, creating an incredibly fascinating montage of blacks, blues, purples, and, around the very edge, pinks. I found my eyes drawn to his unnatural skin tones in morbid curiosity. Besides my sick obsession with his bruises, when my eyes would meet his, the fluttering in my stomach… — Karen Ann Hopkins Copy Share
“Maybe God's throwing all our troubles at us now, when we're young and strong enough to deal with them. Which means someday our lives… — Karen Ann Hopkins Copy Share Image
“It was strange how in that moment of tragedy, it had seemed so unreal, like an old-fashioned movie reel playing on a screen for… — Karen Ann Hopkins Copy Share Image
“I hadn't thought about Mom as much as I probably should have lately. It was a relief not to have all those emotional waves… — Karen Ann Hopkins Copy Share Image
“Pressing my head to his heart, I listened hard, straining to hear any gurgle or murmur of life. Hearing nothing, I felt the shock… — Karen Ann Hopkins Copy Share Image
“I waited for my body to respond to her nearness. Hoping that my heart would beat wildly or that wonderful tingling feeling would begin… — Karen Ann Hopkins Copy Share Image
“If I fell in love, I'd give my life for my guy, but not my soul... if you give up your spirit, who you… — Karen Ann Hopkins Copy Share Image
“I'd never reacted to a girl this way before. My body was on fire when I was around Rose, and when I wasn't with… — Karen Ann Hopkins Copy Share Image
“I held up my hand. “Whoa. We’re talking about the Amish here, not some superstitious witchcraft religion on an island.” I scoffed.” — Karen Ann Hopkins Copy Share Image
