The Woman in the Window

by A.J. Finn

Watching is like nature photography: You don’t interfere with the wildlife.

this one blued in “Heavenly Rapture,” which is ambitious language for a room with a toilet.

it sounds like a movie franchise. Liked Mental Disorders 4? You’ll love the sequel!

“What that medicine needs is more side effects,” Ed said to me. “Spontaneous combustion,” I suggested. “The screaming shits.” “Slow, lingering death.”

I’m not invisible. I’m not dead. I’m alive, and on display, and ashamed.

Besides, I’ve been mixing my medicines for almost a year, and take a look at me now.

If it weren’t for the drugs, I’d scream until the windows shattered.

I want to feel this. I want to feel. I am so sick of shadows.