“And then I had a thought, clear as day. I would never be somebody's favorite again. I would never be a kid again, not in the same way. That was all over now. She was really gone.”
“I hoped I never saw him again. If I ever had to look at him again, if he looked at me the way he did that day, it would break me.”
“How wicked I was to wish that something dramatic would happen!' she thought. 'Oh, if we could only have those dear, monotonous, pleasant days back again! I would *never* grumble about them again.”
“I answered that I thought he would never smile again.”
“My heart broke all over again. I wanted my life back, my mama, but I knew I would never have that. The child I had been was gone with the child she had been. We were new people, and we didn't know each other anymore. I shook my head desperately.”
“One way to open your eyes is to ask yourself, "What if I had never seen this before? What if I knew i would never see it again?”