She had no images of this love. She could offer no anecdotes. It was a belief rather than a memory.

“At night, Toby breathed herself in. Her new self. Her skin smelled like honey a…”

“My red skirt is hitched up to my waist, though no higher. Below it the Commande…”

“We're all watching him. It's the one thing we can really do, and it is not for …”

“What is toast?” says Snowman to himself, once they’ve run off. Toast is when yo…”