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First published June 5, 2018









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We are all anthologies. We are each thousands of pages long, filled with fairy tales and poetry, mysteries and tragedy, forgotten stories in the back no one will ever read.
It’s so easy to hate the pretty one, worship the genius, love the rock star, trust the good girl.
That’s never their only story.
We are all anthologies. We are each thousands of pages long, filled with fairy tales and poetry, mysteries and tragedy, forgotten stories in the back no one will ever read.
Hysteria. Panic. Fury. Despair. Fear. Alarm.
Friendship, when it runs deep, blinds you to the outside world.
Look around. It's almost gone.
If only someone had told me that before. About life. If only I had understood.
Jim’s death had been the earthquake that swallowed cities. Although I had spent the past year certain my friends knew much more about it than they’d let on, I also knew with every passing day the truth was drifting farther out of reach.
The people who change us are the ones we never saw clearly at all, not until they were gone.