Never let the sun go down on an argument, she said. Because one of us might die in the night, I said, as I’d replied since I was small. But this time, she laughed, a dry, sad laugh. One of us just might, Mouse.
Claire Messud
Never let the sun go down on an argument, she said. Because one of us might die in the night, I said, as I’d replied since I was small. But this time, she laughed, a dry, sad laugh. One of us just might, Mouse.