But there are no real accidents, only decisions that feel like accidents, one after another, that take you down a certain road and take on a momentum that can't be reversed.
Nichole BernierYou could become paralyzed with worry about what might happen to your family, or if you hadn’t yet had children you could decide not to, as a sort of proactive damage control. Either way, you would be derailing your life voluntarily out of fear that it might become ruined by chance. Or you could pick up and move on. Those were the only choices.
Nichole BernierThe sun was strong, glinting off the bridge and hitting the river like shattered glass.
Nichole BernierThe sense of the missing member of the party was a fog low over the patio, changing the look and feel of everything.
Nichole BernierThe sweep of his arms was wide and athletic, more like a quarterback than a middling golfer who had dropped off the tour.
Nichole BernierKate lowered her nose to Emily's head and breathed in Johnson's baby shampoo, a hormonal cocktail that among women who have children not long out of diapers drew the Pavlovian, ANOTHER.
Nichole BernierThat's the funny thing about people who don't fit into a box. They grow to infiltrate everything and when they suddenly go missing they are missing everywhere.
Nichole BernierKate made a concerted effort not to drift into mommy terrain when she was with them, though she sometimes slipped and saw their eyes glaze over, like her older sister's would.
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