His words had tossed the book that was her life into the air and the pages had been blown into disarray, could never be put back together to tell the same story.
Kate MortonI probably coughed self-pityingly in response, little aware that I was about to cross a tremendous threshold beyond which there would be no return, that in my hands I held an object whose simple appearance belied its profound power. All true readers have a book, a moment, like the one I describe, and when Mum offered me that much-read library copy mine was upon me.
Kate Morton