Peter Lerangis

You should climb around inside my brain, Dan. It's like this dark room surrounded by quicksand. " "I know what you mean," her brother said quietly. "I hate being in my brain sometimes. I have to get out. " "What do you do?" Amy asked. Dan shrugged "I go to other places. My toes. My shoulders. But mostly here. " He tapped his chest and immediately reddened. "I know. It's stupid. " "Not really," Amy said. "I wish I could do that, too.