It's so difficult, isn't it? To see what's going on when you're in the absolute middle of something? It's only with hindsight we can see things for what they are.
S.J. WatsonWhatever enjoyment I might have had at the time would disappear overnight like snow melting on a warm roof.
S.J. WatsonDo you trust me? The question is usually asked before an admission that such trust is misplaced.
S.J. WatsonI step back further, until I feel cold tiles against my back. It is then I get the glimmer that I associate with memory. As my mind tries to settle on it, it flutters away, like ashes caught in a breeze, and I realize that in my life there is a then, a before, though before what I cannot say, and there is a now, and there is nothing between the two but a long, silent emptiness that has led me here, to me and him, in this house.
S.J. Watson