I have to think it's possible to suffer a great wrong and walk away from it. To build a life of small, exquisitely important moments.
Cinda Williams ChimaHis aster-blue eyes shown out from a face blackened by bruises and soot, his fair hair glittering in the firelight. Dressed all in black, silhouetted against flame, he looked rather like a demon, raised from the dead, trading for souls on the other side.
Cinda Williams ChimaYou do not respond to an attempt on your life with a slap on the hand. Or a joke.
Cinda Williams Chima