“Being alone never bothered me back then. I'd step out into my yard at any hour with a cold beer and a feeling like I could walk as far as I'd like and be just fine, nobody to hurt me, nobody I could use to hurt myself.” LonelinessAloneShort Stories Book:Black Light Source: Black Light
“He listens to her stories, really listens. Later he tucks her in, traces a cursive message on her bare back when she can't sleep: I'm here, I'm here, I'm here.” ChildhoodShort Stories Book:Black Light Source: Black Light