Everything had felt so precarious since her mother's death, like she was walking on a bridge made of paper.
Sarah Addison AllenSome of the best people i know are fools', Evanelle said. 'The strongest people I know.
Sarah Addison AllenI should let people in. If they leave, they leave. If I break, I break. It happens to everyone. Right?
Sarah Addison AllenWhen Josey woke up and saw the feathery frost on her windowpane, she smiled. Finally, it was cold enough to wear long coats and tights. It was cold enough for scarves and shirts worn in layers, like camouflage. It was cold enough for her lucky red cardigan, which she swore had a power of its own. She loved this time of year. Summer was tedious with the light dresses she pretended to be comfortable in while secretly sure she looked like a loaf of white bread wearing a belt. The cold was such a relief.
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