This is the girl they keep calling a monster. I want you to keep that firmly in mind. The girl who could be satisfied with a hamburger and a dime root beer after her only school dance so her momma wouldn't be worried .
Got a wishbone drying on the windowsill in my kitchen. Just in case I wake up and realize I've chosen wrong. I love this life that I have, the wine hanging over the door, and the dog who comes when I call.
But there are also things that we didn’t know about her and that are being discovered. Maybe because they are new, like this wrinkle around the eye. Maybe they are things that we hadn’t been able to see and that remained to be understood.
'are you happy?' he once asked jude. (they must have been drunk)
'I don't think happiness is for me' jude had said at last, as if willem had been offering him a dish he didn't want to eat. 'but it's for you, willem'