"But with it there is my mother's fierce defense of me and the soft weight of her arm across my shoulders: one of the last moments in my childhood when my mother made everything right."
"She looked at me, her expression a mixture of wonder and horror. "The Gods have overlooked you."
"I might have thrown our secret in the open, but nothing had changed. We returned to living in silence."
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This is another one from the book swap at my work. I had picked it out for my Mom to read in the hospital, but she didn't.
