I was on a mission to talk to him. Grabbing the last glistening cream cheese Danish from the deluxe catering table, I started his way. Only to be nearly plowed down by Thurston’s pixie-small but high-energy admin assistant as she waltzed in to make an announcement. She cla...
A rope was wrapped securely around my ankles and tied off to the other end of the car. “You’re sure this is safe?” Dez asked from the ground below. “That again?” Jules had volunteered to do the honors of lighting the flash powder that would slowly, very slowly, burn away the rope fibers—leaving m...
If I wasn’t going to hide the truth anymore, I might as well see the moment they started to doubt me. “You’re going to think I’m completely crazy,” I said. “No,” Maddy said, “we’re not. Don’t you get it?” No matter how animat...
Which isn’t much, except wallpaper with cotton candy pink stripes and curtains with an over-the-top prissy flower print. The curtains have also been tied back. Perhaps it’s a subtle nudge to get out of bed. Between the color scheme and the flowers, I realize… This could have been my mom’s room. I...
His hair had been trimmed into a tidy cut, and no stubble shadowed his cheeks. His complexion was pale instead of ruddy, his eyes clear. He tilted his head down, as if to greet her. She wanted to go to him, felt compelled by some magnetic force. She took a step toward him without meaning to. ...