“Recently, I’d begun to notice that my actions were only sometimes my own. Other times, they belonged to a familiar stranger whose life I’d been consigned to follow.”

“She’d thought she could drive so fast in that sleek yellow car that she’d outstrip everything else, make the world a blur. But the world was still there, steam rising from the long sleek hood, the car stopped dead forever.”

“She made me sit next to her, arms shaved thoroughly, her skin covered in razor burns. ‘We’ll get another one.’”

“Damn, I felt how my dad looked. BLACK. Bleachers. BLACK. Dancefloor. BLACK. Fools started shoving motherfuckers. Did a fight break out? “

It’s Saturday morning and we have until Sunday night. I know our weekend routine better than my weekday schedule, storing it in the part of my brain reserved for things I actually like.

“The girl with the plated necklace does not want to hurt Becca by being the first to relay news of infidelity but she does so anyhow.”