But memory is like plaster: peel it back and you just might find a completely different picture.

“There are kinds of pain that you can't speak out loud.”

“There was no black or white. Someone who had been good her entire life could, i…”

“Marina sighs. "Love's a tidal wave," she says. "Because it sweeps you off your …”

“It was possible that a miracle was not something that happened to you, but rath…”