In Orphan Train, Christina Baker Kline seamlessly knits together the past and present of two women, one young and one old. Kline reminds us that we never really lose anyone or anything or – perhaps most importantly – ourselves.
No mother should lose her child.
No one can write like Cheryl Strayed.
A sibling is the lens through which you see your childhood.
Even now, there are still days so beautiful, I almost believe in God.
The only language she could speak was grief. How could he not know that? Instead, she said, "I love you." She did. She loved him. But even that didn't feel like anything anymore.