Just Because Something Is Unspoken Doesn't Mean

Sometimes They Would Sit In The Parlor Together, Both Reading – In Entirely Separate Worlds, To Be Sure, But Joined Somehow. When This Happened, Other People In The Family Couldn't Bring Themselves To Disturb Them. All That Could Be Heard In The Parlor Was The Sound Of Pages, Turning.

I Can't Really Work On More Than One Thing At A Time

We Are Only An Instant, That's True. But We Are Eternal.

She Didn't Like Being Twelve. It Felt Like Someplace Between Who She'd Been And Who She Was About To Be. It Felt Like No Place At All.

It's Not The Lie That's The Problem; It's The Distance The Lie Forges Between You.