Mr Phipps seemed to think criminality was passed down through the generations like a stutter, or a squint, or in my case red hair.
Susan FletcherThere are moments.
You will know them.
We carry on. We have ourselves and we carry on- in spite of our losses and mistakes and women, I think, have more than most. We are good secret-keepers. We can tie weights to out guilt and passions, and hatred and deceitfulness, and let them sink down, so that you'd never know they existed at all. But we know. I can count all mine.
Susan FletcherImagine it. Use all your strength and imagine it exactly. And it will happen that way.
Susan FletcherTell me about Stackpole then...
Like I am now, but smaller.
There is not one wide happiness that reaches us all at the same time.
Susan FletcherI believe the world is as we choose to view it. Simple as that. Our happiness is, in the end, up to us, and to no one else.
Susan FletcherPerfection is a moving target
Susan FletcherOf course I remember. I remember my aching back and the drizzle, and the throb of my piercing in the top of my ear. I'd left university because of him. I'd learnt that I didn't want to be anywhere he wasn't, that I physically couldn't stand it. I was eighteen; he was in his early thirties. I came up the lane and found him standing there, under the limes, wearing blue.
Susan FletcherWe have our stories, and we speak of them, and weave them into other people's stories - that's how it goes, does it not?
Susan FletcherTag: fiction
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