Heather Hook

“I want to curl up under my duvet and sleep until this shit is figured out and I can get my life back,”
― Kennedy Ryan, This Could Be Us

“I read that Richard Bach book everyone at the library was raving about. He said what the caterpillar calls the end of the world, the master calls a butterfly. I know what he meant. When we have hard times, huge changes that seem to be the end of the world as we know it, it’s actually an incubator for metamorphosis. For a new beginning.”
― Kennedy Ryan, This Could Be Us

“You won’t survive.” I look back over my shoulder and give him a smile that costs me everything but is worth the worry in his eyes. “Watch me.”
― Kennedy Ryan, This Could Be Us

“I like cleaning,” I said, half-embarrassed, half-pleased. I tended my library the way some people tended their gardens. “It’s soothing. It makes me feel like…I don’t know. Like I’m in control.” I couldn’t control the messes in my life, but I could clean them up at home. Spilled milk? Several swipes of a towel and it was gone. Muddy footprints? Nothing a good mop wouldn’t fix. I could snap my fingers, figuratively speaking, and return things to the way they were. That power provided a small measure of comfort in a world where chaos was the only certainty.”
― Ana Huang, The Striker