You wanted, he says. You wanted and wanted. You were like this endless thing. A well that never emptied.
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Many people live and die without ever confronting themselves in the darkness. Pray that one day, you will spin around at the water’s edge, lean over, and be able to count yourself among the lucky.
I was jealous of the oysters. They never had to think about themselves.
At first everyone blamed the fashion industry, then the millennials, and, finally, the water.
Benson starts sleeping with a crucifix and pungent ropes of garlic, because she does not understand the difference between vampires and murdered teenagers. Not yet.
She is not yet a girl or a monster or anything. She is just a baby.
I told her about the man in the empty house, the way he cried and the way his come shimmered on his stomach and how I could have scooped despair from the air by the handfuls.
Eleven is a terrifying age. I remember nothing before I was eleven, but then there it was, all color and horror.
Let’s go.