What I think was hardest for me to realize was that he had tried each time to stop himself. He had killed animals, taking lesser lives to keep from killing a child
Alice SeboldLike snowflakes,' Franny said,'none of them the same and yet each one, from where we stand, exactly like the one before
Alice SeboldStones and bones; snow and frost; seeds and beans and polliwogs. Paths and twigs, assorted kisses, We all know who Daddy misses! His two little frogs of girls, thatโs who. They know where they are, do you, do you?
Alice Sebold