I came to get you. I knew you’d freak out.””But…” My head still feels like a helium balloon. “Why?”Nick looks blank. “Because you always freak out.”I shake my head. My voice feels like I’ve swallowed...

Of course, in a novel, people’s hearts break, and they die, and that is the end of it; and in a story this is very convenient. But in real life we do not die when...

All you need to build a house, Is blood and bricks and plaster.