You're the perfect girl', he said, rubbing his chin. 'You expect nothing.

“I was right at the edge of their circle, like the tail of a Q...”

“He breathed in her hair, the sweet-smelling thickness of it. My father usually …”

“I admired that stride; it was like he folded space in two with it.”

“I loved my brother, but relying on him was like closing a hand around air.”