...bleak territory of the heart.

...and the distance between them, millimeters only, the space of a breath, opened up and deepened, became a cavern at whose edge he stood.

Twin threads ran through her: fear and excitement.

Photography is all about secrets... The secrets we all have and will never tell.

Your understanding of a place changes the longer you stay; you discover more, and your own life gets woven into the fabric of the community.

In some deep place in her heart, Caroline had kept alive the silly romantic notion that somehow David Henry had once known her as no one else ever could. But it was not true. He had never even glimpsed her.

All that sunny afternoon, traveling north and east, Caroline believed absolutely in the future. And why not? For if the worst had already happened to them in the eyes of the world, then surely, surely, it was the worst that they left behind them now.