People don’t just disappear. There’s always a reason, or an enemy with a grudge. There’s always a loose thread that starts to unravel.
you can love a person and still hate the decisions they've made, can't you?
The only person who suffers, when you squirrel alway all that hate, is you.
The only way someone can leave you is if you let them.
She understood how a world jammed with phones, email, and faxes could still leave you feeling utterly alone.
If he says jump, she doesn't even ask "How high?" She goes out and buys a pogo stick.