“Her problem is with pretty,” Tennyson said. "She thinks I’ll need all these dresses in college. Like I would ever in a billion years pledge a sorority. I’ll pack a few of these to be ironic, though. I can wear them to, like, truck stops at night with mascara running down my cheeks and stuff.” LoveRomanceBeautyCollegeHigh SchoolDressesYaYoung Adult FictionTeen FictionGraduationPrettyGlass GirlLaura Anderson KurkPerfect GlassSororityTennysonCollege ApplicationTruck Stops Book:Perfect Glass Source: Perfect Glass
“My mom was sitting at the kitchen table. She’d set her coffee down, making a noise that made me look her way. I’d begun to notice her less and less often, like her colors were fading and blending in with walls. She was shrinking. Or maybe her sphere of influence in the family was shrinking. My dad glanced at her, too, and then wrote something on a napkin. He slid it across the counter to me—Don’t worry. Come home in one piece. Have fun and act like a sixteen-year-old for a change.” LoveRomanceGriefFamilyDepressionSeparationMental IllnessYoung Adult FictionTeen FictionYa FictionWyomingGlass GirlLaura Anderson Kurk Book:Glass Girl Source: Glass Girl
“Here was what I wanted to happen when I walked through the door after my first real date and my first ever kiss. I wanted my mom to say, “Dear God, Meg, you’re glowing. Sit and tell me about this boy. He let you borrow his jacket? That’s so adorable.” Instead, I came off the high of that day by writing a letter to my dead brother and doing yoga between my twin beds, trying to forget my absent mother.” LoveFamilySeparationYoung Adult FictionTeen FictionYa FictionGlass GirlLaura Anderson KurkMother Daughter RelationshipMeg Kavanagh Book:Glass Girl Source: Glass Girl
“Meg,” he whispered. “It wouldn’t be real love if there weren’t the possibility for another response to him. If we couldn’t choose not to love him, then our love would be empty. That’s why there’s evil in this world, because there’s free choice in this world. He allows the one to prove the other.” GodChristianFaithEvilChoiceFree WillYoung Adult FictionTeen FictionYa FictionGlass GirlLaura Anderson KurkMeg KavanaghHenry Whitmire Book:Glass Girl Source: Glass Girl
“You look incredible, Kavanagh,” Quinn whispered close to my ear. “Are you trying to kill me?” “Ssshhh,” I hissed. “They’re going to hear you.” “I can’t tell my date she’s beautiful?” I turned my head. “No. No, you can’t.” LoveRomanceCollegeHigh SchoolDatingDanceYaKissYoung Adult FictionTeen FictionPromDressWyomingGlass GirlLaura Anderson KurkMeg KavanaghHenry WhitmirePerfect GlassQuinn O NeillTeen BooksHigh School Dance Book:Perfect Glass Source: Perfect Glass