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Chapters (62)
  1. Copyright Notice
  2. Dedication
  3. I
  4. AUGUST 24TH, 2016
  5. AUGUST 27TH, 2016
  6. AUGUST 29TH, 2016
  7. AUGUST 30TH, 2016
  8. AUGUST 31ST, 2016
  9. SEPTEMBER 3RD, 2016
  10. SEPTEMBER 4TH, 2016
  11. SEPTEMBER 5TH, 2016
  12. SEPTEMBER 10TH, 2016
  13. SEPTEMBER 16TH, 2016
  14. SEPTEMBER 18TH, 2016
  15. SEPTEMBER 2?, 2016
  16. SEPTEMBER 23RD, 2016
  17. SEPTEMBER 26TH, 2016
  18. OCTOBER 3RD, 2016
  19. OCTOBER 7TH, 2016
  20. OCTOBER 8TH, 2016
  21. II
  22. NOVEMBER 1ST, 2016
  23. NOVEMBER 3RD, 2016
  24. NOVEMBER 10TH, 2016
  25. NOVEMBER 16TH, 2016
  26. NOVEMBER 18TH, 2016
  27. NOVEMBER 24TH, 2016
  28. DECEMBER 16TH, 2016
  29. JANUARY 3RD, 2017
  30. JANUARY 7TH, 2017
  31. JANUARY 9TH, 2017
  32. JANUARY 10TH, 2017
  33. JANUARY 12TH, 2017
  34. JANUARY 13TH, 2017
  35. JANUARY 15TH, 2017
  36. JANUARY 19TH, 2017
  37. JANUARY 24TH, 2017
  38. JANUARY 31ST, 2017
  39. FEBRUARY 1ST, 2017
  40. FEBRUARY 2ND, 2017
  41. FEBRUARY 3RD, 2017
  42. FEBRUARY 4TH, 2017
  43. III
  44. MARCH 1ST, 2017
  45. MARCH 3RD, 2017
  46. MARCH 5TH, 2017
  47. MARCH 8TH, 2017
  48. MARCH 20TH, 2017
  49. APRIL 6TH, 2017
  50. APRIL 11TH, 2017
  51. APRIL 13TH, 2017
  52. IV
  53. MAY 19TH, 2017
  54. MAY 28TH, 2017
  55. JUNE 2ND, 2017
  56. JUNE 16TH, 2017
  57. JUNE 30TH, 2017
  58. JULY 3RD, 2017
  59. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  60. Also by Lauren Shippen
  61. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
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Of course you do. That’s exactly what got us into that mess in the first place. This place fucked you up so bad that you had to work for months to get your ability back. You were hitting against that wall so hard you broke all the way through and broke me too.

I know I’m partly to blame too. I do know that. But you never came by to check in on me. After we got back, you just left me

I can’t stay mad at you, that’s the problem. Well, no, the real problem—

I wish I could be mad at you. I think that’d be easier.

II

FOG

11-01-2016, morningwaffles, text post

Winter is really coming in like a lion this year, earlier than it has any right to. I was not built for the cold climate, but I love this city in the snow. I grew up down in the Southwest, where the days are scorching and the nights are freezing and nothing ever changes very much. The days get longer, get shorter, shrink and stretch with the turn of the earth, but there’s always warm clay beneath your feet, soaking up the sunshine in the day and letting it off when the evening comes. There are always bugs buzzing, creatures scurrying, wind blowing literal tumbleweeds across your driveway. Even the stars feel loud in their shine.

Now, here I am, in the middle of a college campus, in a big city, a direct diagonal shot northeast from my home, and I’m amazed by the hush of quiet. With each new snowfall, the city feels made anew. It feels like just yesterday I was making my way through a summer storm to get soup for my roommate, running into a rain-soaked girl with a sprained wrist, who didn’t smile easily, making me want to earn her smiles even more.

That girl is now curled up on my bed, fast asleep, while snow falls gently outside, blanketing everything in beautiful white quiet.

Okay, yes, I’ve been holding out on you all. A lot has happened in the past whirlwind of a month and I’ve been keeping my personal life close to my heart like the precious thing it is, but I’m just so over-the-moon happy that I need to shout about it to someone and all my irl friends are really sick of hearing about it. So, here I am, shouting about it to all of you.