“I could write stories about my dreams that would make a person’s skin peel from their bones.” — Kimberly Raiser Copy Share Image
“She looked so happy, so content, so beautiful. Her long brown curls swept around her face at every turn. I loved the way she… — Kimberly Raiser Copy Share Image
“I could feel my blood just starting to boil, like when I’d lost my car keys and I knew they were around somewhere close,… — Kimberly Raiser Copy Share Image
“Ok, she was close to being right. I did have a thing about cats. And I didn’t particularly have a good reason for feeling… — Kimberly Raiser Copy Share Image
“I could write stories about my dreams that would make a person’s skin peel from their bones.” — Kimberly Raiser Copy Share Image
“My heart nearly stopped. I could feel my pores open to release what sweat I had left.” — Kimberly Raiser Copy Share Image
“She had a wild imagination, and sometimes she could fool herself.” — Kimberly Raiser Copy Share Image
“Tara flashed a 'look' at me. I didn’t like it very much. It made me feel---small.” — Kimberly Raiser Copy Share Image
“It was like one of those dreams where you can’t move your feet as fast as you want to, or one leg is longer… — Kimberly Raiser Copy Share Image
“My imagination was going wild, and that troublesome part of me didn’t care.” — Kimberly Raiser Copy Share Image
