It dawned on me then that I didn’t understand anything half as well
as I thought I did.
Change can be a good thing.
Kyra DuneNo matter how old you get, no matter how far you’ve strayed, a mother can always see right through you.
Kyra DuneI like plain old you.
Kyra DuneIt wasn’t bravery that ushered me into that cave, it was a mixture of
stupidity, guilt and the brashness of youth. A deadlier combination there
never was.
I hate secrets.
Kyra DuneMay your dreams be silent.
Kyra DuneIn the rational light of day, he could tell himself that it was better this way, for both of them. The past was the past, nothing but memories buried, and the pain of losing something precious was but brief. Most of the time he could make himself believe it, but sometimes in the night, with no company but his own echoing thoughts, the past would sneak up on him.
Kyra DuneSuch things are even more important when we’re alone, so that we might remember who we are and who we can no longer be.
Kyra DuneYou aren’t exactly best friends with the truth yourself.
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