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21 " Anna’d been born female, she’d grown into a small woman and, in the past ten years, had slid into middle age. If ever there was a cloak of invisibility, time and circumstances were trying to weave her one. "
― Nevada Barr , Hunting Season (Anna Pigeon, #10)
22 " The misery embedded in the house wasn’t static. It lived and grew. Anna could feel it like a fungus on her skin. The touch of the sun burned it away. "
23 " buildings ravaged by the violence of those who lived there, reflecting it back on the residents. Homes of people too mentally ill to care for themselves or their property. "
24 " The place was a mausoleum. Anna was reminded of Great Expectations, of the old woman in her decaying wedding dress presiding over a feast long go eaten by mice and worms. "
25 " A person’s passion told a lot about who they were. Those without passions seemed to have a hollow place inside. One never knew what grew in that darkness. "