Because no one thought she was a person, she had no one to really talk to.

“the spring air just on the cold side of perfect, the late-afternoon light heave…”

“Just remember that sometimes, the way you think about a person isn’t the way th…”

“Late in the winter of my seventeenth year, my mother decided I was depressed, p…”

“Do the thing you're good at. Not many people are lucky enough to be so good at …”