“She'd let me in, and for the first time, I actually wanted to do the same, to tell someone the truth. That I wasn't normal. That I wasn't human.” — Jennifer Lynn Barnes Copy Share Image
“...but if there is one universal truth in the human experience, it is that a finely honed scone-eating palate does not just develop overnight.” — Jennifer Lynn Barnes Copy Share Image
“Hierarchy was like breathing: the only time you thought about it was when something went wrong.” — Jennifer Lynn Barnes Copy Share Image
“Consider me an open book" dev said. "Mi casa es su casa." Dev crinkled his nose and smelled the air. "Err, mi nose es… — Jennifer Lynn Barnes Copy Share Image
“Casey was in the bed with Ali. And that was where I drew the line. Because eww.” — Jennifer Lynn Barnes Copy Share Image
“There's an episode of Buffy the Vampire Slayer that I've been thinking about a lot while writing this essay. In it, Buffy sacrifices her… — Jennifer Lynn Barnes Copy Share Image
“Nothing. You know what that feels like. Reach for it. Grab it. Make it yours.” — Jennifer Lynn Barnes Copy Share Image
“Someone tried to kill me, and I’m going swimming. I’m going swimming, because it doesn’t matter. I’m going swimming, because I don’t matter. I’m… — Jennifer Lynn Barnes Copy Share Image
“If I had a nickel for every time I almost died, I would have been driving to school in a Ferrari and flying off… — Jennifer Lynn Barnes Copy Share Image
“I did a quick injury check on my organs and bones. The routine was familiar, one I paced my way through every other morning… — Jennifer Lynn Barnes Copy Share Image
“I had to protect him. And me. So I took everything I felt for the pack. I saw the bond, and instead of closing… — Jennifer Lynn Barnes Copy Share Image
“You look like someone who's about to do something highly inadvisable. And God knows, if there's something inadvisable going on, I want in.” — Jennifer Lynn Barnes Copy Share Image
“Nobody liked my plan. "You want us to split up?" Chase asked, his brow wrinkling in obvious bewilderment. Lake echoed the sentiment, her voice… — Jennifer Lynn Barnes Copy Share Image
