“Devon had been so lonely, so terribly lonely, for so long. The kind of lonely that sears, that burrows its way deep… — Amy Efaw Heart Copy Share Image
“The woman types everything into her computer, raising her eyebrows slightly at Devon's middle name. "Devon Sky Davenport," she repeats. "Sky? S-k-y?"… — Amy Efaw Computers Copy Share Image
“Devon stares at him standing there, remembering the only other guy had ever opened a car door for her. Last summer. The… — Amy Efaw Last summer Copy Share Image
“Just because you don't say much doesn't mean people don't notice you. It's actually the quiet ones who often draw the most… — Amy Efaw Eye of the storm Copy Share Image
“My mind/a twist of clutter/ as i lie in bed imagining my life/ I watch the shadows on the ceiling./Memories sail across… — Amy Efaw Bad girl Copy Share Image
“She had crept away from his bed, leaving him asleep across the jumbled sheets. She'd closed the bathroom door softly behind her.… — Amy Efaw Copy Share Image
“Her keeper jersey; she thinks of it now. The number 1 on its back. A lonely number. Only one goalkeeper on the… — Amy Efaw Copy Share Image
“Sir... I... don't want... to... be... here," I said between sobs. There, I'd said it. Now everyone would be happy- Cadet Daily,… — Amy Efaw Parenting Copy Share Image
“Devon? Are you okay?" For the first time, Dom's voice sounds unsure. Devon sats nothing, not one word. She pushes herself up.… — Amy Efaw First time Copy Share Image
“She can paint a lovely picture, but this story has a twist. her paintbrush is a razor, and her canvas is her… — Amy Efaw Canvas Copy Share Image
“She can paint a pretty picture but this story has a twist. The paintbrush is a razor and the canvas is her… — Amy Efaw Depressing Copy Share Image
