People left a lot of things behind when they went in the water. Their clothes, their stuff, their makeup, their fixed-up hair,… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
People left a lot of things behind when they went in the water. Their clothes, their stuff, their makeup, their fixed-up hair,… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
The ocean was the best place, of course. That was what she loved most. It was a feeling of freedom like no… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
Her vision of the world under the water represented a beautiful stillness, a version of heaven. It was the lost city of… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“he is the drip, drip of water that carves a canyon right through the middle of me.” — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“Because the truth wouldn't be comforting and wouldn't bring them closer again.” — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“¿Iban a sumirla en la tristeza antes de hacerla feliz? No, por favor.” — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“When she made her way to the big picture window that framed the dining room table she froze. She stopped breathing. The anger was… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“Lena remembered herself in all the old familiar things they said. She existed in her friends; there she was. All the parts of herself… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“but it was hard to give the real world much notice when he was this close.” — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“You don't have time, Len. That is the most bitter and the most beautiful piece of advice I can offer. If you don't have… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
Gestating characters feels something like the mental equivalent of gestating a baby. In both cases, to create them you lose yourself. Or at least… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
The weather turned. Her skin seemed to grow a million extra pores, and all of them opened to take in the warmth and tenderness… — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
