“Monsters are real, and ghosts are real too. They live inside us, and sometimes, they win.” ― Stephen King What Greta saw in that journal was far beyond what she had expected, she knew that something was wrong, but this was too much. When she looked up and saw the shadow of Annie in the doorway, …
Chapter 16
Separation BY W. S. MERWIN Your absence has gone through me Like thread through a needle. Everything I do is stitched with its color. Chapter 16 When a woman gives birth to a child, out of her most profound suffering, comes life. The excruciating pain results in beauty. Fresh life. Out of our …
Chapter 15
Annie had been questioned and released already, but that was before they knew the whole story. The team surrounded the Perkins house. It was early in the morning, this time, they knew they had to be there before the sun rose as they had caught Annie already outside last time. Two officers with a battering …
Chapter 14
I inhabit these fugitive words, I live, my face my face’s lone companion, And my face is my path, In your name, my land That stands tall, enchanted and solitary; In your name, death, my friend. - The Solitary Land by Adonis Janet and Greta stood, on the famous ugly carpet of the Portland …
Chapter 13
When I go into the garden, there she is. The specter holds up her arms to show that her hands are eaten off. She is silent because of the agony. “There She Is” by Linda Gregg Saturday mornings for Sandra and Harriet were sacred. Sandra woke up on this morning and got out of her …
Chapter 12
“The patch of lawn before it had relapsed into a hayfield; but to the left an overgrown box-garden full of dahlias and rusty rose-bushes encircled a ghostly summer-house of trellis-work that had once been white, surmounted by a wooden Cupid who had lost his bow and arrow but continued to take ineffectual aim.” ― Edith Wharton Annie …
Chapter 11
“Suffering has been stronger than all other teaching, and has taught me to understand what your heart used to be. I have been bent and broken, but - I hope - into a better shape.” ― Charles Dickens, Great Expectations Greta was in the hospital for two weeks. The first week was for her body, the second week …
Chapter 10
“In the sunset of dissolution, everything is illuminated by the aura of nostalgia, even the guillotine.” ― Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being Sandra grew up in a small town in Northern California. She never spoke of her family. She never once mentioned her childhood. When Sandra was small, her house was full of …
Chapter 9
love is more thicker than forgetmore thinner than recallmore seldom than a wave is wetmore frequent than to faile.e.cummings Greta’s life breaks like a wave upon the beach, spreading out into infinite possibilities. And it is then, in the chaos of the crash, that she begins to realize there is something much more complicated beneath …
Chapter 8
The individual has always had to struggle to keep from being overwhelmed by the tribe. If you try it, you will be lonely often, and sometimes frightened. But no price is too high to pay for the privilege of owning yourself. Friedrich Nietzsche “If you lie to us, we will kill you,” the voice whispered …