D.L. Maddox

“Routine had become rhythm. Rhythm had become identity.”

— D.L. Maddox

“Some things, she thought, weren’t worth hiding anymore.”

— D.L. Maddox

“Accents only prove you’re brave enough to speak.”

— D.L. Maddox

“t felt like stepping into a spa, or a dream, or a memory she hadn’t known she missed.”

— D.L. Maddox

“Her name wasn’t Jane. Not legally. But she wore it now like a uniform: plain, practical, invisible.”

— D.L. Maddox

“She didn’t dislike it yet. After everything that had happened, that felt like progress.”

— D.L. Maddox