Welcome to Three Pines, where the cruelest month is about to deliver on its threat.
It’s spring in the tiny, forgotten village; buds are on the trees and the first flowers are struggling through the newly thawed earth. But not everything is meant to return to life.
“If you think of doing something in New York City, you can be certain that at least two thousand other people have the same thought. And of the two thousand who do, about one thousand will be standing in line waiting to do it.”
An poignant story about a teenaged girl with OCD.
Books I read the month of August
“Peter. Peter Kavinsky.” Even saying his name is a remembered pleasure, something to savor, like a piece of chocolate dissolving on my tongue.
Here is what I read the month of June.
What if all the crushes you ever had found out how you felt about them…all at once?
Here is what I read the month of May.
“…good friendships are durable. They’re meant to survive the gaps and growing pains.”