My mother moves so fast I do not even see it coming. But she slaps my face hard enough to make my head snap backward. She leaves a print that stains me long after itโs faded. Just so you know: shame is five-fingered.
Jodi PicoultA photo says, you were happy, and I wanted to catch that. A photo says, you were so important to me that I put down everything else to come watch.
Jodi PicoultAfter all, once you know that part of something exists, it stands to reason that the rest of it is somewhere out there, too.
Jodi PicoultOr. I hate that word. Itโs two letters long and stuffed to the gills with reasonable doubt.
Jodi Picoult