"Mom says Ingrid's name and I start to hum, not the melody to a song, just one drawn-out note. I know it makes me seem crazy, I know it won't make anything change, but it's better than crying, it's better than screaming, it's better than listening to what they're telling me" (Summer, 1, p. 5).

"She leans out the window and yells, "Caitlin!" as if I might not have noticed my own mother pulling over, like the car she's been driving all my life and the peace is PATRIOTIC bumper sticker didn't tip me off" (Fall, 7, p. 25).

"I was supposed to have gotten my license three months ago, but instead of making three-point turns, I was watching my best friend's casket lower into the ground. Now I can't seem to call the DMV to schedule a new appointment" (Fall, 8, p. 28).

"She carried it with her everywhere. I know this sounds...