I cannot help but wonder if any parents ever actually schedule in adolescent drama on their day planners. Looks like a slow week, Sarah. I guess I can pencil in your eating disorder.

She knows all about black holes.

Voldemort the corn snake with the shoe fetish. Wonderful.

Right. Because if you have trouble putting ketchup and mustard on a hot dog, you should totally move on to saving lives.

You’re nice.” He sounds pleased, as if he hadn’t expected this aspect of my personality.

I’m guessing that’s a uniform.”Crap. I’d forgotten I was still wearing it.

Oh. That’s okay then. ’Cause I really like bacon.

I scoop a clattering cascade of green apple Jelly Bellys into the white paper bag and remember when we were seven. I got stung by a jellyfish. Tim cried because his mother, and mine, wouldn’t...

The right thing to do is so easy to see when you’re seventeen years old and don’t have to make any big decisions. When you know that no matter what you do, someone will take...

I finally get that sometimes we hold on to something – a person, a resentment, a regret, an idea of who we are – because we don’t know what to reach for next. That what...

Your ma’s dating?” Tim looks shocked. “I thought she pretty much confined herself to a vibrator and the shower nozzle since your dad screwed her over.

No words for a long time. Which is fine, because even the most important ones– I love you. I’m sorry. Forgive me? I’m here– are only stand-ins for what you can say better without talking...

I remember…watching that separation of sea and sky…and for the first time I realize that none of us are seeing the same thing. That all our horizons end in different places.

I’m sure that’s a rule. Or should be. For my sisters anyway.

Now I’m going to learn all about you.

I guess I like things that take time and attention. More worthwhile that way.