The Broken Girls

by Simone St. James

That was what books did—they turned off your thinking for you, put their thoughts in your head so you wouldn’t have your own.

There is no justice, Malcolm had told her once, but we stand for it anyway. Justice is the ideal, but justice is not the reality.

All her bravery, all her bluster, was a fake. At the end of it all, when it came down to what mattered, Katie was a girl, and nothing more.