Samantha

“Many people do terrible things. But we can either eat our anger and make it fuel us or we can let it eat us alive.”
― Carissa Broadbent, Daughter of No Worlds

“A performance shows people a pleasant lie,' I replied. 'Tonight I shoe them an ugly reality.”
― Carissa Broadbent, Daughter of No Worlds

“Our life settled into a pulse, a heartbeat, a collection of breaths. In the silence between them, I memorized the cadence of Max's barefoot steps padding down the hallways at night, the way one single muscle in his throat twitched when he was stressed, the whisper of a laugh that always followed one of my quips (however unfunny). I learned that one side of his smile aways started first - the left side, a fraction of a second before the right - and that he loved ginger tea above all else and the list of things he wasn't made for.
And, in turn, he quietly memorized me, too. I knew he did, because one day I realized he had long ago stopped asking me how I took my tea and we mysteriously always had a never-ending stock of raspberries, even though I knew he didn't like them.”
― Carissa Broadbent, Daughter of No Worlds

“She drove forward with such relentless determination, always, no matter what. How could I not follow? And while every one of those steps hurt, like muscles creaking back to life after years of disuse, they still felt so right.”
― Carissa Broadbent, Daughter of No Worlds