“They were words that tucked me into bed at night when I was alone, they were words that played the soundtrack of my heartbeat, the what-ifs, the second-guesses, the nights I sat alone, and wondered, Why not me? Those books were like arms I fell into, armor that protected me from the world when life was hard.”

“They were words that tucked me into bed at night when I was alone, they were words that played the soundtrack of my heartbeat, the what-ifs, the second-guesses, the nights I sat alone, and wondered, Why not me? Those books were like arms I fell into, armor that protected me from the world when life was hard.”

— Ashley Poston