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I sat. And I thought. And the more I thought, connecting the events in my life, the more my heart collapsed.

Jay Asher

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Jay Asher
Age: 49
Born: 1975
Born: September 30
Novelist
Writer
Arcadia
California
Sat
Events
Thought
Heart
Life
Collapsed
Connecting

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