by Hugh Howey
I'm twenty-one years old. With no home to call my own, I'm currently sleeping on my sister's couch. I've recently returned from a trip to California to see my father because he lied and said he was dying so that I would sit on a Greyhound bus for 1800 miles and come visit him. I spent the last money...
Fascinating. So it goes. Again.I feel like I should be thanking Hugh Howey for writing Peace in Amber. We all have our 9/11 stories. We all were impacted somehow. It's emotional for everyone. I've never experienced an account of that day so personally shared as you did Hugh, and I was moved. I didn'...