Jas gives me a sympathetic look. She sighs heavily, long nails tapping against the wooden table, dodging the 'Missing' posters scattered all over the surface. "Maybe," she finally says, "Just maybe, he doesn't want to be found, Ava." I clench my jaw. "No. I refuse to believe that. He's not like that." "What do you kno...
Nancy Pang doesn't have a clue what love is. All she knows is that it's not going to help her win the Junior Mathematics Tournament, or get her into Harvard, or do anything except disrupt her college-prep life. Love is also not the solution to her brother's post-college problems, or her parents' constant fighting...(o...
[COMPLETED] What if Gilbert Blythe didn't need to be found because he was under your nose all along?
A collection of letters. ~ In which Louise White, a girl going through the stages of grief, writes to her dead loved one everyday, and one day he writes back. ~ ~In which a mother tells her story of falling in an abyss of darkness to her son, who has long forgotten her already. ~