One Was Lost Quotes

“It feels perfect, all of it, and that's how I know it's wrong.”
― Natalie D. Richards, One Was Lost

“He blurs my world.”
― Natalie D. Richards, One Was Lost

“Pain spreads up from my middle, squeezing tight in my chest. I think that's my heart. But hearts lie.”
― Natalie D. Richards, One Was Lost

“...a symphony of screaming that cuts my soul to pieces.”
― Natalie D. Richards, One Was Lost

“It’s like bracing myself for a fall one second too late. I can’t save myself now. I’ve walked into my killer’s lair.”
― Natalie D. Richards, One Was Lost

“Pain spread s up from my middle, squeezing tight in my chest. I think that’s my heart. But hearts lie.”
― Natalie D. Richards, One Was Lost

“Lucas closes his eyes. ‘I never gave a shit what the rest of them thought, but when my parents decided I was a danger? Screw it, you know? If everyone’s determined to be afraid of me anyway...’ ‘That’s when you decided to fight back,’ I guess. ‘Maybe. Or maybe I decided I believed them too.”
― Natalie D. Richards, One Was Lost

“Lucas coughs or laughs – I honestly can’t tell which. ‘Can we maybe set aside this group therapy moment or discuss whether or not our teacher is trying to kill us?”
― Natalie D. Richards, One Was Lost

“What is that?’ I ask. Sticks and blood? What kind of arts and craft from hell is this?”
― Natalie D. Richards, One Was Lost

“Lies are apart of the game I play with Lucas, and my heart told the prettiest ones of all.”
― Natalie D. Richards, One Was Lost

“Outside, dawn is finally breaking in full, turning everting pink-yellow happy and burning the mist from the sky.”
― Natalie D. Richards, One Was Lost

“How do you say this? There is no way that feels right, and the boys are looking at their feet. What the hell? Does explaining things default to me because I have ovaries?”
― Natalie D. Richards, One Was Lost

“This isn’t going to hurt anyone. But then he smiles, and I’m not so sure.”
― Natalie D. Richards, One Was Lost

“Can you please give me back the hammer?’ I ask again, voice sweet but glare dialed up to murderous.

‘Your loss.’ He shrugs and drops the rubber mallet on my pile of soggy tent fabric. I valiantly resist the urge to pick it up and fling it at his head.”
― Natalie D. Richards, One Was Lost

“My face has brought me nothing but trouble.”
― Natalie D. Richards, One Was Lost

“No rain now, but the river is a swollen artery, pumping mud-brown water and chunks of debris through the forest valley.”
― Natalie D. Richards, One Was Lost

“I’m not sure how wringing out my bra or dying of hypothermia will build character, but I nod automatically.”
― Natalie D. Richards, One Was Lost