To Sonnet, wearing castoff clothing was just another way to make her different from the other kids at school. As if she needed one more thing to make her different.
Through this. Through to where? Where did you end up when you got through something? What happened at the end of through? Was it a destination? Or another open door? An escape hatch?
The list of side effects was lengthy and horrible. Sonnet had pored over it, along with all the other literature she’d hastily devoured, searching for grains of hope. The worst part of chemo started a...
The disaster came so swiftly and so completely that there was, Ryan conceded, a certain poetry in its magnificence.
The cut was only the beginning. With Goldi acting as art director, a couple of girls in pink smocks swooped in and painstakingly separated strands of his hair and painted them with a noxious substance...
That’s how it is with infants. The minute the pain’s gone, so are the tears. If more people would do that, the world would be a happier place.
Step softly—a dream lies buried here.
She wore almost no jewelry, which Rosa later learned was characteristic of women from the oldest and wealthiest families. Ostentation was for the nouveau riche.
She could scarcely move at all. Her muscles felt impossibly weak. Her limbs were gummy worms. She looked at her hands. Looked at her mother. Is that what happened to my manicure? It’s gone because I’v...
Romaine and Gorgonzola Salad Wash two heads of romaine lettuce in cold water, discarding the tough outer leaves. Shake dry and tear into bite-sized pieces. Add basil sprigs and cherry tomatoes, cut in...
Now she realized that the key to happiness had less to do with setting up housekeeping with an appropriate spouse and more, far more, to do with finding someone who gave one confidence and peace and p...
Methylprednisolone?
His rough, cold hand grasped her chin. Her heart jolted as she gazed into his moss-gray eyes. You owe me a forfeit, he said. The breeze plucked at strands of his hair, curling them against his windbur...
Hearts would have to break and be mended, truths would be revealed, risks would be taken. Which, when he thought about it, was simply the way life worked—messy, unpredictable, joyous, mysterious, hurt...
For memory, we use our imagination. We take a few strands of real time and carry them with us, then like an oyster we create a pearl around them. —John Banville
Fear and love were sometimes the same thing both necessary unavoidable. Now she understood that it was okay to bleed if you know how to heal.
Ever since she was small, she’d found delight and comfort in books. For her, a story was so much more than words on a page. Opening a book was like opening a door to another world, and once she steppe...
Don't let the things you have to do take over the things you love to do.
Caponata This has an excellent flavor and makes a very nice presentation on a perfect leaf of lettuce, not that Robert and Sal ever gave a hoot about presentation. And it’s even quite low in calories,...
Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage. —LAO TZU