The pain is constant, steady, never-ending. It's the only thing I know. I don't want to be awake anymore.

“I’d trade my hand all over again to take back everything I did and hear him cal…”

“Good morning, Sunshine!' Josh Fucking Bennett. By now, I'm pretty sure that if …”

“What’d you wish?” “I can’t tell you that!” I say indignantly. “Why not?” “Becau…”

“I'm grateful to Margot. Not that I tell her this. Not that I tell her anything.…”