“Her soul was as cold as the air that bit through London in winter, her grief a shadow to the vengeance....”
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“To miss her each time I pull in a breath of air. To miss her with a heart that feels so cold by itself, but warm when thoughts of her flow through me.”
“Laughter was good medicine for the soul, and looking for things to be joyful about had helped Emma through the worst of her grief.”
“The tender pressure of his lips soothed her, like a warm drink in the dead of the winter, when every part of her felt so cold.”
“Outside, as she passed the kitchen window, she watched her breath appear before her in the lamplight and then it died away in moist clouds. This was the smoke of her internal fire and her soul. Every breath was a letter to the world. These she mailed into the cold air leaning back with pursed lips to send it upward. ”
“Vengeance is a lazy form of grief.”