Kate Ryan

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

She knows you’re not supposed to call it an “it,” but she honestly can’t tell if it’s a boy or girl or . . . undecided.

Someone would always cook in their tighty whities, his package at eye level for the person doing French homework at the kitchen table.

Eva, having stayed up the whole night preoccupied with death and time, planned to call in sick.

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

"No self-respecting journalist or publication would ever hire someone who employs the word 'sh--' as a title for anything."

12:48 AM. Why would someone schedule an exorcism for the middle of a weeknight?

One crawled up the side of the bag and opened her wings, a hardtop convertible with legs.

The case of beer I brought, as my mother explained, is “pure poison” and so I must drink it all by myself.

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