Susie Bailey

“sometimes life isn’t worth the pain. i’m going for a swim. goodbye, my love.”
― Jake Vander Ark, Lighthouse Nights

“She had a woman’s swagger at twelve-and-a-half. Hair: strawberry-blonde, and I vaguely recall a daisy in the crook of her ear. She was an inch taller than me, two with the ponytail; smooth cheeks and darling brown eyes that marbled in luscious contrast with her magnolia skin; cream, melting to peach, melting to pink. She beamed like a cherub without the baby fat; a tender neck; pristine lips that would never part for a dirty word. Her body--of no interest to me at the time--was wrapped from neck to toes with home-made footie pajamas, the kind they make for toddlers, but I didn’t laugh; the girl filled that silly one-piece ensemble as if it were couture.”
― Jake Vander Ark, The Accidental Siren

“But in the end, black can never be white, one plus one must always equal two, and Mara Lynn was a normal little girl.”
― Jake Vander Ark, The Accidental Siren

“Every time I think about that girl, my mind commits a sin.”
― Jake Vander Ark, The Accidental Siren