There was a certain power beautiful mothers held over their less beautiful daughters.

It felt as though they were the only people in the world, two young women about to bury the symbol of their helplessness, as if that's all it would take to make them whole again.

She'd always known he didn't love her. But it was easier to bear when he didn't know she loved him. That way they were even. Now he knew he had all the power.

When you know something’s wrong, but you don’t know exactly what it is, the air around you changes.

Whenever I would get too nosy as a child, my grandmother would say, "When you learn someone else's secret, your own secrets aren't safe. Dig up one, release them all.

First frost meant letting go, so it was always reason to celebrate.

Life is about experience... You can't hold on to everything