Her eyes take on that suspicious, wounded look girls get when they know they've fallen off the top rung of friendship and someone else has passed them, but they don't know when or how the change took place.
Libba BrayI run after her, not really giving chase. Iโm running because I can, because I must. Because I want to see how far I can go before I have to stop.
Libba BrayOh, I've a love, a true, true love, who waits upon yon shore... and if my love won't be my love, then I will live no more.
Libba BrayIt is a giggle full of high spirits and merry mischief, proof that we never lose our girlish selves, no matter what sort of women we become.
Libba BrayWhy does anyone do anything? Belief. A belief that they are right and just in their actions. Abraham was willing to sacrifice his son, Isaac, because he believed that God had commanded it. To kill your son is unthinkable. A crime. But if you are acting in the belief that your God, your supreme deity whom you must obey, has demanded it of you, is it still a crime?
Libba Bray