The Institute

by Stephen King

For awhile Luke beat all comers at chess, and when that got boring he found ways to lose, which was surprisingly hard for him.

but today had been a good one. Hope was such a fine word, such a fine thing to feel.

that you had to have been imprisoned to fully understand what freedom was.

loved having friends.

‘All this because of one runaway boy.’

‘Because it’s all so beautiful. Even in the dark, it’s all so beautiful. I only wish Avery was here to see it.’

‘You survived. You used your love and your wits, and you survived. Now let’s have some cake.’

Sometimes a hug was telepathy.