And no one drank just one shot of tequila.

It occurred to her suddenly, sharply, that she wanted to be in love... She wanted not to feel so damned alone in the world.

Promises were a lot like impressions. The second one didn't count for much.

Do you love him?" How would I know?" You'd know.

Sometimes you simply made the wrong choice and you had to live with it. You could only change the future.

She is like a child picking at a scab, unable to stop herself even though she knows it will hurt.

She'd been criticized for holding the reins of parenthood too tightly, of controlling her children too completely, but she didn't know how to let go. From the moment she'd first decided to become a mother, it had been an epic battle.