Quotes by : Laura Anderson Kurk

Then let me be your mercy,” he said. “I’ll never be able to give you smart answers about why we....

He carried her over the Owl Creek mountain range without stopping,” he said, quietly this time. “He....

Quinn spoke their language—all mystery and inside jokes, scarred souls and statement shirts. It was....

My mom told me once that Wyatt loved her the way a boy will love his mother, but I loved her the way....

I recognized Meg’s swirly handwriting and crooked my index finger into the side of the envelope to....

Hmmm. What you’re saying is that you’ve never been kissed?” He picked at a string on the blanket....

He smiled and squinted at me again, tilting his head up and to the right as he stared. “Maybe what....

My mom was sitting at the kitchen table. She’d set her coffee down, making a noise that made me look....

Uncommon anxiety came to us in common hours when other people were doing mundane things like taking out....

Hold still, Meg, you’re dripping blood on my car seats.”I reached behind the passenger seat of Tennyson’s....