I smiled at him as best I could and pushed the paper across the table before he could change his mind. Because Henry DeVille was correct - there was an ingredient in my baking more concenctrated than any extract, more pungent than any spice; an ingredient that everyone would recognize and no one was able to name: it was regret, and it rose when one least expected.
Jodi PicoultWhat you notice is the loneliness. Daniel started to isolate himself, because it hurt less than being pushed away.
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