“Ruby’s stories didn’t have morals. They meant one thing in the light and one thing in the dark and another thing entirely when she was wearing sunglasses.”

“Sometimes you need more than one way to reach the outside”

“In reality I was a pencil drawing of a photocopy of a Polaroid of my sister- you could see the resemblance in a certain light if you were seeking it out because I told you first if you were being nice.”

“When you forget how bad it hurts, you feel so free.”

“Something I would always remember. When you forget how bad it hurts, you feel so free.”

“... but when I asked where the extra doors led,Ruby smiled and said sometimes you need more than oneway to reach the outside...”

“There was something to be said for the bodiless feeling that came after the cold. Something I would always remember. When you forget how bad it hurts, you feel so free.”