Some people prefer to make their homes so neat that there is no evidence of life anywhere at all.

Troy and I loved each other. We called it ‘unconditional love’, which was true. Once conditions arose, the love dissipated.

It’s not other people that hurt us, but what we feel about them.

Like any reasonable human, I do not like harming innocent people, but like any reasonable human, I do not consider the wealthy to be innocent people.

What did Diane know about this? What was her connection? Could she be the mastermind behind the blond man and the man in the tan jacket holding a deerskin suitcase and maybe even Jackie’s mother’s strange behavior?

Language will evolve irregardless of your attempt to literally lock it away in a secluded tower. Obvs.

I am always going somewhere. Someday I won’t have to go. I will just be in the place that I am.

She didn’t even notice right away that Evan was not at work. Same with Dawn. But as days passed, their absence overtook the mundane humdrum of office talk. Some thought Evan and Dawn had run off together. Diane was not comfortable enough with her co-workers to shame them for their gossiping.

I’m sorry that it was this way, Mom. Not sorry like an apology. I’m sorry as in sorrow.

A story never stands on its own, but exists in the context of the storyteller.