"I’m wearing stolen shoes. I stole the shoes I’m wearing. I’m a thief, I’m officially someone who steals stuff." It should be upsetting ...

There was excitement in her voice and a child-like smile on her face, but something strange about the way her eyes stared straight ahead ...

Getting someone to fall in love with you is easy. All you have to do is to find out what a person needs and then get at it ...

Run, he would say, his wolf pack of pre-pubescent accomplices grinning behind him. Then the girls would shriek in delight, and obey him ...

While she walked, her mind wandered over the decaying ruins of broken memories. As usual. ...

I picture you in the snow, white powder dusting your knees. I picture you wearing cheap, black, machine-knit gloves from Walmart ...

It’s easier to feel nothing, so he tries that. He fails. He wanders the Bronx in the dark, face lit up sporadically by the cigarette ...

It was the ritual of the thing, the routine. Arranging his workspace, getting all the tools out, preparing, as the great chefs call it ...

“It's been two years.” “WHAT?!” I scream, and the pain that reverberates through my head feels like a cleaver straight through my brain. ...

John gestures toward the barman and he sloshes whiskey carelessly over both he and Carl’s shot glasses, splashing some on the bar top. ...

She always liked spinning, always like the way the world tilted this way and that when she stopped. It was like a magic trick ...

As the oldest rat in this colony, I must have seen every kinda mouse trap ever made. The old woman who owns this house is obsessed ...

The sky is all shades of grey and bulging with the weight of the water inside, while the wind has picked up and rustles their hair ...

We’ve been training for months ... well, years, actually. But we’ve been training inside the actual rocket for six months. ...

That’s why I don’t ask. Because whatever they would say would hit my ears wrong, would sound like a fairy tale of a life you won’t share ...

The further along I got, the more I realized that, no, not everyone feels that way. At least, it certainly doesn't seem like it. ...

There were a great many things to be discovered in one’s mind the longer time you spent stretching your limbs under the vast, desert sky ...

Walking down this road gives the unmistakable impression that someone's following after you. Every few steps, I have to stop ...

After he’d set sail, she noticed the pull. Out to sea, out to the middle of a vast ocean of silence and distance, where his boat sat ...

You don’t go at night. That’s the most amateur thing a burglar could do, really. How are you gonna see what they’ve got that’s any good ...