“ How I Would Like to Kill My Brother,Version SixteenBy Olivia Bevelstoke No. really, what was the point? She could hardly top Version Fifteen, which had featured both vivisection and wild boar.”

“All you imagined, no matter how wild it might seem, was no more than a disguised version of what you already knew.”

“The party at the bar was for an Internet literary journal that prints a hard copy version that was famous in the world of Internet literary journals that prints hard copy versions. What that means, I do not know.”

“What she wanted was really two things: to be elsewhere, and to be somebody else. Or at least a version of herself that had made better decisions, that had thought more clearly. ”

“Then she turns to me. 'Tell me. How are you really?' she says, as if there were two versions of my life, and now she is not on the verge of tears at all, but sharp-voiced as an interrogator.”

“I had forgotten that, and so many things. How could I put everything down on paper? It seemed impossible. No matter what, the majority of life would be left out of this story, this sliver of a version of the life I'd known. But I tried anyway.”