Teachers were both blamed for everything that went wrong with kids and turned to for their every salvation. This dual role of scapegoat and savior was downright messianic but even Jesus was probably paid better.

Funny how you dig yourself into a hole by the teaspoon.

People seem to get used to anything, and it is a short step from adaptation to attachment.

Notoriety is cheap. It's just easier to get noticed by doing something bad.

The only way my head was going truly somewhere else was to travel to a different life and not a different airport.

Built like an oak tree, against which I could pitch my pillow and read; mornings, I could curl into the crook of your branches.

I never, ever took you for granted. We met too late for that; I was nearly thirty-three by then, and my past without you was too stark and insistent for me to find the miracle of companionship ordinary.