Heaven is comfort, but it's still not living.

The earth has a mouth?” Buckley asked. A big round mouth but with no lips,” my father said. Jack,” my mother said, laughing, “stop it. Do you know I caught him outside growling at the snapdragons?

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

Hey, Ocean Eyes,” my father said. “Where’d you go on us?

She liked to imagine that when she passed the world looked after her, but she also knew how anonymous she was.

But she was waiting patiently. She no longer believed in talk. It never rescued anything. At seventy she had come to believe in time alone. ~pg 254

My name is Salmon, like the fish; first name, Susie. I was fourteen when I was murdered.