Lauren Oliver Quotes

Hana?" Lena Says Softly. "Are You Okay?"
That Single Stupid Question Breaks Me. All The Metal Fingers Relax Me At Once, And The Tears They've Been Holding Back Come Surging Up At Once. Suddenly I Am Sobbing And Telling Her Everything: About The Raid, And The Dogs, And The Sounds Of Skulls Cracking Underneath Regulator's Nightsticks. Thinking About It Again Makes Me Feel Like I Might Puke. At A Certain Point, Lena Puts Her Arms Around Me And Starts Murmuring Things Into My Hair. I Don't Even Know What She's Saying, And I Don't Care. JUst Having Her Here - Solid, Real, On My Side - Makes Me Feel Better Than I Have In Weeks. Slowly I Manage To Stop Crying, Swallowing Back The Hiccups And Sobs That Are Still Running Through Me. I Try To Tell Her That I've Missed Her, And That I've Been Stupid And Wrong, But My Voice Is Muffled And Thick

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