Every story needs some sort of secret that impels it forward. Otherwise why would the reader bother to keep on turning the pages?

I'm already gone. I died that night on the side of that road with my sister.

Perfection isn't everything," she said as she turned and walked away. "I think the flaws are what make it perfect.

With her I'd buried myself, every memory of who I was now, six feet under with the sister I'd put there.

We all have an ongoing narrative inside our heads, the narrative that is spoken aloud if a friend asks a question. That narrative feels deeply natural to me. We also hang on to scraps of dialogue. Our memories don’t usually serve us up whole scenes complete with dialogue. So I suppose I’m saying that I like to work from what a character is likely to remember, from a more interior place.

My job as an author is to tell the story in the best way possible, to make it flow seamlessly and get the reader to keep turning the page.