In a perverse way, I was glad for the stitches, glad it would show, that there would be scars. What was the point in just being hurt on the inside? It should bloody well show.
Janet FitchStichwörter: hurt scars stitches visible white-oleander
How easy I was. Like a limpet I attached myself to anything, anyone who showed me the least attention.
Janet FitchStichwörter: white-oleander
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I felt suddenly cruel, like I'd told small children there was no tooth fairy, that it was just their Mom sneaking into their room after they went to bed.
Janet FitchStichwörter: white-oleander
I felt like time was a great sea, and I was floating on the back of a turtle, and no sails broke the horizon.
Janet FitchStichwörter: white-oleander
The people who denied who they were or where they had been were in the greatest danger. They were blind sleepwalkers on tightropes, fingers scoring thin air.
Janet FinchStichwörter: white-oleander
Don't turn over the rocks if you don't want to see the pale creatures who live under them.
Janet FitchStichwörter: inspirational white-oleander janet-fitch
she’s not as pretty as you,” I said
“But she’s a simpler girl,” my mother whispered.
Stichwörter: white-oleander
Rena noticed me watching it pass. 'You think they don't got problem?' Rena said. 'Everybody got problem. You got me, they got insurance, house payment, Preparation H.' She smiled, baring the part between her two upper teeth. 'We are the free birds. They want to be us.
Janet FitchStichwörter: freedom problems envy white-oleander wanting free-bird
If I were a poet, that’s what I’d write about. People who worked in the middle of the night. They knew how long the night was. They knew the sound life made as it left. It rattled, like a slamming screen door in the wind. Night workers live without illusions, they wiped dreams off counters, they loaded freight. They headed back to the airport for one last fare.
Janet FitchStichwörter: white-oleander janet-fitch
A couple of times, I could have turned a trick. But I didn’t want to start. I knew how it would play. When you started thinking it was easy, you were forgetting what it cost.
Janet FitchStichwörter: white-oleander janet-fitch
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