Blood May Be Thicker Than Water, But

Do You Have Any Idea How Much I've Loved You?

She Got Under The Covers And Put Her Arms Around The Bag. She Could Smell Tibby. It Used To Be She Couldn't Smell Tibby's Smell In The Way You Couldn't Smell Your Own; It Was Too Familiar. But Tonight She Could. This Was Some Living Part Of Tibby Still Here And She Held On To It. There Was More Of Tibby With Her Here And Now Than In What She Had Seen In The Cold Basement Room That Day.

Women Always Seemed To Bring The Size They Wished They Were To The Fitting Room, Rather Than The Size That Would Actually Fit.

I Allowed Myself To Suffer How Jarringly Destructive The Present Feels And How Fragile The Past.

People Sometimes Talk About The Power Of First Impressions, And Believe Me, There Is Truth To It.