Once,” Fran says, settling against the worktable, folding her arms, “I knew this kid who very bravely and bossily came out of the closet when she was only fourteen years old. She told me then...

Anyway, if you need your heroes to be perfect, you won’t have very many. Even Superman had his Kryptonite. I’d rather have my heroes be more like me: trying to do the right thing, sometimes...

I knew this id who very bravely and bossily came out of the closet when she was only fourteen years old. She told me then that we can’t choose who we love. We just love...

I’m sorry, honey. I’m sure if you were a terrorist, you’d make a wonderful one