“No headboards were broken.”
“Reaching back, he gripped the thick, wooden headboard, stretching himself out before her, leaving himself vulnerable.”
“He was losing her incrementally. It might be a few stray hairs listless on the pillow, or the crescents of bitten fingernails tossed behind the headboard, or a dark shape dissolving in soap. As a net is no more than holes tied together, they were bonded by what was no longer there." (ARC p. 63)”
“Some Laws were meant to be broken.”
“Chords that were broken will vibrate once more.”
“Windows were broken. Where not broken they were boarded up, had been for years: the rust from nailheads had written long, sad farewells down the salt-silvered planks.”