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I wonder if humans are the only living creatures that ever feel hollow inside. I don’t understand how my body can be full of everything bodies are full of—bones and muscles and blood and organs—yet my chest sometimes feels vacant, as if someone could scream into my mouth and it would echo inside of me.
“How did we both end up with people who are our exact opposites?”
“You know what they say. Opposites attract.”
Sometimes when we’re alone, he looks at me in a way that makes me feel empty when he looks away.
“If you hate being interrogated so much, maybe you shouldn’t be tampering with the city limit.”
He calls him Gramps. It’s kind of adorable.
“Clara Grant?”
Miller Adams started following you.
everything was replaced. Now there are . . .” He
I think it’s time I figure out who I was meant to become before I started living my life for everyone else.
