and bought her a brand-new car—a black BMW, loaded with the most modern GPS tracking system so they can
monitor her every move. Even though, technically, she's not even old enough to drive it yet.
And after Paula passed out little Baggies full of Wonder bread, and Abby and Jenay lit the candles, Carly tried
to read a poem she wrote especially for my sister, only she had to stop halfway through when she broke down in
Just a few days after the whole Jason story leaked, she showed up at our house, begging our forgiveness,
unwilling to leave until she was convinced that she had it. But she and I are okay now. I mean, we're not exactly
friends, but now we can at least say hey when we see each other at school.
my left, my parents on my right, as we listened to Coltrane, tossed crumbs to those fat, greedy ducks, and
remembered Zoë.