The Thinnest Air

by Minka Kent

This is what’s wrong with our society. We treat tragedies like entertainment, the American public priding ourselves on being armchair detectives trying to solve these crimes, but the second the sensationalism dies down and the case grows cold, we move on to the next exciting thing.

There’s an eating disorder waiting to happen there, but God forbid I chime in with my two cents.

then climbing out when I saw Ronan standing there.

“You’ll learn to love me again,” he says, wrongfully assuming I loved him once. “I promise, Meredith. It’s you and me forever now.”

I was wrong about Harris but something is still up with him.

My means always justify my ends.”

Greer’s persistence has always been a great strength. I imagine it’s stronger now than ever before. If I know my sister, she’ll stop at nothing to find me.

“Attitude is everything, Meredith. Energy follows thought. If you believe everything’s going to work out, eventually it will.

The second he leaves me alone, it’s on. The human spirit is inherently resilient, as is the will to live.

Insanity and intelligence aren’t mutually exclusive.

Harris takes my hand. It’s a sweet gesture, and one I hope to never experience again. It’s weird holding his hand, basking in his sympathies.

The idea of wild animals tearing him limb from limb might bring me great satisfaction if I weren’t so fucking terrified of that monster being on the loose.