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Love Letters to the Dead

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    Grownups can be such fakes, I thought. They are always acting like they are trying to help you, and like they want to take care of you, but really they just want something from you.
  • Rini An-Nisa Nur Fadzrinidézett7 évvel ezelőtt
    “Because of love, of course. The more you love something, the harder it is to lose.”
  • Диана Шпунтенковаidézett2 évvel ezelőtt
    I wasn’t the same person she’d left. But she was still my mother. And the memory of the way that felt, to have a mom, it took me over.
  • Диана Шпунтенковаidézett2 évvel ezelőtt
    Sometimes I’ll be doing something normal, like standing in the alley with my friends, or getting ready for bed, and suddenly the pain of missing her will come up and nearly knock me over.
  • Диана Шпунтенковаidézett2 évvel ezelőtt
    I don’t know anyone who has a perfect family to start with. And I think that’s why we make up our own. Regular weirdos together. I feel that way about my friends.
  • Диана Шпунтенковаidézett2 évvel ezelőtt
    “Well, this is it,” I said, and flipped on a light. “My house.” Sky standing there made me notice everything again. The dried wildflowers in the ceramic vase. Mom’s painting of the sunset over the mesa that Dad had never taken down. The family picture on the out-of-tune piano. I wondered how it all looked through Sky’s eyes.
  • Анораidézett2 évvel ezelőtt
    Mrs. Buster said, “Why are some things harder to lose than others?”

    Natalie had a no-duh sound in her voice when she answered. “Because of love, of course. The more you love something, the harder it is to lose.”

    I raised my hand before I could even think about it. “I think it’s like when you lose something so close to you, it’s like losing yourself. That’s why at the end, it’s hard for her to write even. She can hardly remember how. Because she barely knows what she is anymore.”
  • Анораidézett2 évvel ezelőtt
    You’d sing yourself to sleep when your parents were fighting. And when they weren’t fighting, you’d sing to make them laugh. You used your voice like glue to keep your family together. And then to keep yourself from coming undone.
  • Lucy E. Cosmeidézett3 évvel ezelőtt
    The ocean sounds infinite.

    We are big enough to hear it.
  • Lucy E. Cosmeidézett3 évvel ezelőtt
    “There are a lot of human experiences that challenge the limits of our language,” she said. “That’s one of the reasons that we have poetry.” She smiled.
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