I Was Like I Was In Science

What Did Dead Mean, Ray Wondered. It Meant Lost, It Meant Frozen, It Meant Gone.

Nothing Is Ever Certain.

I Wish You All A Long And Happy Life

I'm Not A Slash-and-burn Kind, And I'm Also Not A Posterity Kind. They Just Kind Of Exist On My Hard Drive. It's Like Walking Down The Street - What You Leave Behind Is Still There, Even If You Never Go Back And Revisit It.

She Sat In Her Room On The Couch My Parents Had Given Up On And Worked On Hardening Herself. Take Deep Breaths And Hold Them. Try To Stay Still For Longer And Longer Periods Of Time. Make Yourself Small And Like A Stone. Curl The Edges Of Yourself Up And Fold Them Under Where No One Can See. ~pg 29, Susie's Sister Lindsey Dealing With Grief.