Kate Ryan

His mind rode the lines, circling on an endless loop to nowhere as he attempted to go about his activities.

“Don’t you smash that cake in my face, or I’ll never forgive you,” she said, and she never did, not really.

She got too high while watching The Bachelor and had a misanthropic breakdown.

My parents got the idea they’d send me to stay at my grandparents’ house in Florida for a week. I think my mother needed a week to herself.

She couldn’t imagine the water she sat in, the water that enveloped her body, wanted to be here.

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Surviving the Apocalypse didn’t mean they couldn’t enjoy a little romance.

As an Uber driver, I have the privilege of talking to and eavesdropping on a sampling of L.A.’s finest, ranging from the clinically insane to the simply self-absorbed. As a writer, there is no end to the amount of inspiration my passengers provide.

The bread had to be store-bought and white, of course, so as not to raise a red flag among my classmates. I still see rebellion in a ham sandwich.

Alison learned from her grandmother how a plastic smile could take you places—especially in a place like Hollywood.