Tabitha Crane, Chapter XII: It's the End of the World as We Know It
_The other night I dreamt of knives, continental drift divide_ _Mountains sit in a line_ _LEONARD BERNSTEIN!_ _(R.E.M.)_ * * * I found Roger, as was customary these days, sprawled on his stomach across the futon in the center of the living room....
Tabitha Crane, Chapter XI: Grapevine Fires
_And the news reports on the radio said it was getting worse_ _As the ocean air fanned the flames_ _But I couldn't think of anywhere I'd rather be_ _To watch it all burn away_ _(Death Cab for Cutie)_ * * * Whoever designed the ventilation of...
Tabitha Crane, Chapter X: Such Great Heights
_They will see us waving from such great heights_ _'Come down now,' they'll say_ _But everything looks perfect from far away_ _'Come down now,' but we'll stay_ _(The Postal Service)_ * * * Leschi was one of those little mountain pass towns that...
Tabitha Crane, Chapter IX: Bloodbuzz Ohio
_I still owe money to the money to the money I owe_ _The floors are falling out from everybody I know_ _(The National)_ * * * Reynard knew how to arrange a romantic evening; that much was certain. He'd managed to get reservations at TanakaSan,...
Tabitha Crane, Chapter VIII: The World at Large
_I like songs about drifters, books about the same_ _They both seem to make me feel a little less insane_ _Walked on off to another spot_ _I still haven't gotten any anywhere that I want_ _(Modest Mouse)_ * * * "This is _not_ ideal," I...
Tabitha Crane, Chapter VII: To Build A Home
_By the cracks of its skin I climbed to the top_ _I climbed the tree to see the world_ _When the gusts came around to blow me down_ _Held on as tightly as you held on me_ _(The Cinematic Orchestra)_ * * * I considered myself a pretty stealthy...
Tabitha Crane, Chapter VI: Some Boys
The cold, hard ground was the first thing I became aware of as I slowly came to. Blinking, I tried to clear my vision, but nothing worked. Why was everything so blurry? Why did my limbs feel so numb? I tried to stand up, but bashed my head against...
Tabitha Crane, Chapter V: All These Things That I've Done
_I got soul but I'm not a soldier_ _(The Killers)_ * * * Why did my house have the loudest front door in the history of ever? Try as I might to be stealthy, the relentless _squeeeeee_ of the flimsy door hindered my efforts. It probably didn't matter...
Tabitha Crane, Chapter IV: Mystery Dance
_Well, I remember when the lights went out_ _And I was tryin' to make it look like it was never in doubt_ _She thought that I knew, and I thought that she knew_ _So both of us were willing, but we didn't know what to do_ _(Elvis Costello)_ * *...
Tabitha Crane, Chapter III: Neighborhood #2 (Laïka)
_When daddy comes home, you always start a fight_ _So the neighbors can dance in the police disco lights_ _(Arcade Fire)_ * * * I saw the little mink leaning against a tree, running a hand through his hair nervously as I arrived in Haverford Park a...
Tabitha Crane, Chapter II: Rumour Has It
_All these words whispered in my ear_ _Tell a story that I cannot bear to hear_ _(Adele)_ * * * The television was blasting _Cops_ when I got home. Huh. They must have been showing women's basketball or something like that on SportsNet. Then again,...
Tabitha Crane, Chapter I: Intervention
_Who's gonna throw the very first stone?_ _Oh! Who's gonna reset the bone?_ _(Arcade Fire)_ * * * "I can't believe we're having this conversation again, Tabitha," my father grumbled. "It's been, what, a week since your last write-up? This can't...