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Stop saying privilege. Love isn’t privilege.
“It was easier to tell hero from villain when the stakes were only life and death. Everything in between gets harder.”
On the inside, the Lynch brothers were remarkably similar: They all loved cars, themselves, and each other.
But it wasn’t that Henry was less of himself in English. He was less of himself out loud. His native language was thought.
They were both hungry animals, but Adam had been starving for longer.
When he opened his eyes, he saw that Ronan was looking at him, as he had been looking at him for months. Adam looked back, as he had been looking back for months.
Depending on where you began the story, it was about Cabeswater.
