Is he a sophomore?" Lydia says. "Please tell me he's in our grade."
"I don't know," I say.
"But weren't you there when he came to the office?" Peyton says.
"The secretary didn't get out her bullhorn and announce what grade he's in. She just took him to meet Headmaster Perkins.
Stichwörter: humor-friends
So, as a seventh grader,no, you weren't friends with people you didnt like. But sometimesyou also werent friends with people you did like, which was complicated, and which didnt make any sence if you tried to explain it. Sometimes things just changed. Thats where the sadness came in.
Lauren MyracleStichwörter: friends sadness change complicated like seventh-grade
... and my brain put them together in that way brains sometimes do: pairing the ideas that shouldn't be paired, yet nonetheless were.
Lauren MyracleBut you have to live in the present. You have to take the old and make it new -- that's my point.
Lauren MyracleMother Superior jump the gun...
-The Beatles, Happiness is a Warm Gun
Stichwörter: the-beatles happiness-is-a-warm-gun
I felt sucker-punched. It wasn't God's fault Patrick had been treated worse than dirt, as I'd let myself believe. It was mine.
Lauren MyracleHe wouldn't have seen the wolf in redneck clothing.
Lauren MyracleAll I heard were the bumps and crunches of my tires on the dirt road, blending with the dark noises of the forest. But it wasnt the forest that scared me. It was the people who lived and prowled within them.
Lauren MyracleMy heart, as I closed the cabinet and rose to my feet, was a small dead creature. If I could bury it in the woods, I would.
Lauren MyracleKids are doing meth in every town in the country, Cat. Dang. Get your head out of your butt.
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