Things We Hide from the Light (Knockemout, #2)

by Lucy Score

The sun was shining in a sky so blue it hurt the eyes. The trees lining the street were putting on a show as their leaves gave up the green for russets, yellows, and oranges. Pumpkins and hay bales dominated the downtown window displays.

I freaking love fall

There was only so far you could run from what was tattooed on your DNA.

“If you tell people what you want instead of askin’ them for it, you’re more likely to get what you want,”

“When you start being immune to it, that’s when it’s time to get out. It’s the hurt, the caring that makes us good at our jobs.”

You’re not responsible for how you were brought up, but you are responsible for your actions and reactions once you’re an adult.”

“Where are my glasses? I can’t see anything without my glasses!”

I could only go for a stupid walk in the stupid rain so my stupid eye water could mix with the stupid sky water.