Mayra Lazcano

“You wanted someone to pet you, and pamper you, and-and let you be fragile for a while! And i didn't! I was done being fragile. I wanted to have an adventure, I wanted to learn things and do things and not just be someone's precious trinket! Neither of us had any choices, Jill we never got to be sure of anything! So i left you, because if I didn't choose to go, we were going to keep not choosing anything. I'm sorry. I failed to be your sister. I didn't realize you needed me. But that doesn't make it right for you to take whatever you want and act like no one else matters. People matter. I matter”
― Seanan McGuire

“The missing comes in waves, some more intense than others. I miss the toothpaste globs he left in the sink, how he’d watch the morning news while I ate breakfast. I miss crying on his shoulder, talking his ears off, being the first person to hear about his good days and the first to embrace him on his bad ones. I miss the small things more than the big things because the small things proved he was mine.”
― Caroline George, Dearest Josephine

“I swallow hard and yank out my earbuds. I push the tears back down. I'm sick of crying every time I see or hear or feel something that reminds me of her. But before I can move on, I have to shake off the weight of my past. Of our past. I need to rewrite our prologue before it destroys me. So that's exactly what I'm going to do.”
― Ashley Woodfolk, When You Were Everything

“It wasn't just the way he always looked at her- with a mix of genuine joy and longing rolled into one- or his appearance, although he wasn't hard on the eyes with those rippling pectorals. She found herself drawn to those kind blue eyes and the hard line of his jaw, which moved when he was thinking. It was the dimples in his cheeks when he flashed her that magnetic smile, and the way his reddish blond hair had a single curl that was always falling in front of his eyes. But mostly it was that earnest nature of his, and his need to find the good in every situation, which was so different from how she viewed life, and gave her hope that the world could be more than she imagined it to be.”
― Jen Calonita, Go the Distance