Are you really going to work in that?” Maura asked.Blue looked at her clothing. It involved a few thin layering shirts, including one she had altered using a method called shredding. “What’s wrong with it?”Maura...

Drugs?””Rituals. Are you messing around with drugs?””No. But maybe rituals.””Drugs might be better.

Do you know, it’s really hard to be a parent. I blame it on Santa Claus. You spend so long making sure your kid doesn’t know he’s fake that you can’t tell when you’re supposed...