But I know the difference. Everyone else is a ghost. I exist here alone, stranded by choice. Deserted.

It was one of those moments when you feel the future so much that it humbles the present. Her absence was palpable, even though she was still in the room.

I don’t know what boldness came over me, but the resolute heaviness of Dash’s demeanor threatened to crush my soul. My pinky finger crept over and nestled against his, for comfort. Like a magnet, his pinky finger latched onto and intertwined with mine. I like magnets a whole lot.

From the time I was a baby, my mom took me to the library at least once a week. Librarians were like Mary Poppins to me. They always knew how to match a book to my mood or to whatever I was going through at the time. I could always find peace in books.
pg 151

I am listening and I am listening because what I’m playing isn’t something I’m thinking about, it’s something I’m feeling all over.

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