I open my heart to her and lay it on the table.

“...sooner or later you have to decide what you believe." It was a thing I'd alw…”

“The story of my family. . .changes with the teller.”

“Her skin was as pale as milk. She must live on vanilla ice cream, Dinah thought…”

“Destiny, she’d learned, was written in the heavens; a person couldn’t take what…”