" there are now only two people on earth who know who he is.” He swung a finger back and forth between them. “Us.” He squeezed her hands, held her eyes with his. “That’s why it’s such—joy for me to be with you again. Not just because you’re my mother. Because you know who I am, because I don’t have to hide the truth from you! And don’t you feel something like that toward me? How "
― Ira Levin , Son of Rosemary