Mama was out shopping with Kirsti, Annemarie and Ellen were sprawled on the living room floor playing with paper dolls. They had cut the dolls from Mama’s magazines, old ones she had saved from past y...
Maybe it is something that artists have, she said, liking the sound of the word she had just learned. A special kind of magic knowledge.
No one else seemed to feel this kind of passionate attachment to other humans. Not to a newchild, not to a spouse, or a coworker, or friend. She had not felt it toward her own parents or brother. But...
Now, seeing the newchild and its expression, he was reminded that the light eyes were not only a rarity but gave the one who had them a certain look—what was it? Depth, he decided; as if one were look...
Outside, she knew, the sky was speckled with stars. How could anyone number them one by one, as the psalm said? There were too many. The sky was too big.
Put your hands on me, he directed, aware that in such anguish The Giver might need reminding. The hands came, and the pain came with them and through them.
Release was not the same as Loss.
She had seen the cindered fragments of her childhood life whirl into the sky as well.
She married, surprisingly, her stepbrother Tim, who, as predicted, became an attorney. The
She turned her eyes away quickly so that she would not learn it, would not be guilty of something clearly forbidden to her. But it made her smile, to see it, to see how the pen formed the shapes and t...
She was the only doctor's wife in Branford, Maine, who hung her wash on an outdoor clothesline instead of putting it through a dryer, because she liked to look out the window and see the clothes blowi...
She was willing to give you everything she had. And you took it from her. You took her youth, and her beauty, and her energy and her health- For a moment, think of his mother, Gabe couldn't continue s...
Sometimes he awoke with a feeling of fragments afloat in his sleep, but he couldn't seem to grasp them and put them together into something worthy of telling at the ritual.
Take pride in your pain, her mother had always told her. You are stronger than those who have none.
The God of Thunder has fallen into the milk pail!
The Willoughby parents frequently forgot that they had children and became quite irritable when they were reminded of it.
The books in his own dwelling were the only books that Jonas had ever seen. He had never known that other books existed. But this room’s walls were completely covered by bookcases, filled, which reach...
The cold rain continued to fall. He remembered, suddenly, how Jean’s hair curled and framed her face when it was damp. In contrast to the horrible stench that was growing stronger by the minute, he re...
The door to the cottage was open. She was standing there in her nightdress, breathing deeply of the daybreak air. She was tall and slender, with coppery hair that fell in curls around her shoulders. H...
The exemption from rudeness startled him. Reading it again, however, he realized that it didn't compel him to be rude; it simply allowed him the option
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