Norah watched him, serious and utterly absorbed in his task, overcome by the simple fact of his existence.
Photography is all about secrets... The secrets we all have and will never tell.
Twin threads ran through her: fear and excitement.
It's funny how things seem different, suddenly.
This was her life. Not the life she had once dreamed of, not a life her younger self would ever have imagined or desired, but the life she was living, with all its complexities. This was her life, built with care and attention, and it was good.
Either things grow and change or they die.