Stability was overrated. Crises and adventures, on the other hand, could actually teach you something.

Crystalline swirls of sugar and flour still lingered in the air like kite tails.

How we see the world changes all the time. It all depends on our mood.

There was a mood of magic and frenzy to the room. Crystalline swirls of sugar and flour still lingered in the air like kite tails. And then there was the smell-the smell of hope, the kind of smell that brought people home.

Some people don't know how to fall in love, like not knowing how to swim. They panic first when they jump in. Then they figure it out.

The next morning dawned bright and sweet, like ribbon candy.

We're connected, as women. It's like a spiderweb. If one part of that web vibrates, if there's trouble, we all know it, but most of the time we're just too scared, or selfish, or insecure to help. But if we don't help each other, who will?