35 Quotes by Jenny Knipfer

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    Why does Edward never sign his letters with “I love you”? Instead, he scrolls his salutation out with the words “Your husband,” as if I need to be reminded of who he is. Perhaps I do, for I’ve forgotten what his presence feels like, what it means for him to be my husband. Husbandry signifies care and tending, but he is far away. I’ve not been tended to. I feel like I have been forgotten.

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    My darling, you are the first thing on my mind in the morning and the last thought I have before I drift off at night. I can’t wait to hold you in my arms.

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    How strange perspective is. When you are far away from an object, you can't see its true size. When you come face to face with obstacles in life, you can recognize how large they have loomed. Everything in my viewpoint has been tainted by my pain . . .

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    The steam from the train curled around them, all-encompassing like the mist of early morning fog. Edward gripped both of Beryl’s hands in his. “I’ll write.” The promise fell heavy between them and rang dull. Edward knew his words wouldn’t make up for his absence. He wished for another way in which he could make the money they needed, but there simply was none. His gut wrenched, and guilt rose in his throat, choking him with uncertainty.

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    Our son is born and gone, and Edward hasn’t seen his face. Lyle came out molded like a fresh new version of Edward. My tears dampen the pages as I pen this. How utterly horrible that Edward did not get to meet his likeness! I grate at the injustice of it.

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    Accusations cropped up in her thoughts. I should have checked on him before; I should have known something was wrong; I should have taken better care of him!! Beryl nestled her lips close to the tender spot behind Lyle’s ear and kissed him. She breathed in the scent of him—powdery and soft, like the promise of spring rain—and keened quietly into the crook of his neck.

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    Did you name your little one?” “Yes. Lyle.” It felt good saying his name to another person. When people are remembered, they don’t truly pass away. A portion of them remains. The thought gave comfort to Beryl.

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    The baby’s bluish, hazel eyes looked into Jenay’s amber ones, and it was love at first sight. If there is any magic in this world, at this moment is where it can be found, the mystic thought lodged itself in Jenay’s heart as her eyes poured over her child with love. She had never felt herself so instantly and utterly connected to another person.

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