Teen & YA

“Is there a problem?” a man in a dark suit, his lapel perfectly aligned, asked. The clerk jumped to attention, her back straight. “This woman says she’s with FAS, but I can’t find a record of her in our system.” “Is…Read more

At the time I first realized I might be fictional, my weekdays were spent at a publicly funded institution on the north side of Indianapolis called White River High School, where I was required to eat lunch at a particular…Read more

At Muscatine High School, I’m not queen bee, but I’m close enough. I know how people see me: cocaptain of the cheer squad, popular, pretty. They don’t see the girl I was—the one I still am, somewhere deep down. The…Read more

When we’re shut inside Bailey’s car, Lauren stops screaming and starts to whimper. I take her ice-cold hand in mine. “You didn’t get hurt, did you?”  “She’s fine,” Bailey says, starting the engine and peeling away from Sparrow Hill.  “I…Read more

In the weeks leading up to and following her death, I couldn’t buy a carton of eggs without my aunt Helen’s face surrounding me at the checkout. Every newspaper. Every magazine.  Helen Reaves Cancer Diagnosis  Helen Reaves: Months to Live …Read more

By the time the police arrived, there were three of us left. Three originals. Three best friends. Architects of what was once a secret society.  The difference between leaders and initiates was evident. We designed it that way, dictated that…Read more