“Disbelief held me down inside my footsteps, making my body heavy but my heart wild.”

“The only sound I'll hear after that will be my own breathing, and the sound of the smell, of my footsteps”

“Very quickly, very suddenly, words fell through my mind. They landed on the floor of my thoughts, and in there, down there, I started to pick the words up. They were excerpts of truth gathered from inside me.”

“My arms are killing me. I didn't know words could be so heavy.”

“It's the sound of my breathing that gets me, pouring down into my lungs and then tripping back up my throat.”

“He does something to me, that boy. Every time. It’s his only detriment. He steps on my heart. He makes me cry.”

“When her hands reached out and poured the tea, it was as if she also poured something into me while I sat there sweating in my cab. It was like she held a string and pulled on it just slightly to open me up. She got in, put a piece of herself inside me, and left again.”