A lot of friendship is about practice, thatโs something Iโve learned as Iโve gotten older. Itโs not simply some spiritual soul-bond of memories and longings, itโs really about having coffee every week, or talking on the phone every day or every other day - whatever suits you.
Ann BrasharesYou have been with me from the very first life. You are my first memory every time, the single thread in all of my lives. It`s you who makes me a person.
Ann BrasharesShe liked the life she had. She loved habits. She craved a day with nothing in it, a long, quiet stretch of hours in the studio.
Ann BrasharesShe was alive, and they were dead. She had to try to make her life big. As big as she could. She promised Bailey she would keep playing.
Ann BrasharesHe took her in his arms right away. "I'm so sorry," he murmured in her ear. He rocked her, saying it over and over. But no matter how many times he said it, no matter how much she knew he meant it, the words stirred around in her ear but didn't get into her brain. Sometimes he could comfort her. Sometimes he said what she needed, but today he couldn't reach her. Nothing could.
Ann Brashares