We drove for a long time.

By the time our parents were heading to our rooms to wake us up for our first day in the glorious life of a worker at the Finder’s Point compass factory, we were long gone.

A few months later, Jonah and I were eating lunch at school.

I usually divide my life into two phases: the beginning of it and the rest of it.

Perhaps unsurprisingly, Finder’s Point wasn’t a common place to move to.

Autumn’s story seemed to remove whatever barrier had been stopping all of us from sharing such struggles.

April showers create a rather stellar backdrop for the thoughts of those who are about to move to a new phase of their lives.

My friends were alive because they saw an ordinary world in an extraordinary way.

All my life, I had only four friends.