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1 " He didn’t fold his arms around her, and he didn’t hold her close. Instead, he gave her a kiss that suggested a future. "
― Meredith Marple , The Year Mrs. Cooper Got Out More: A Great Wharf Novel (Great Wharf Series Book 1)
2 " If his choice now was to risk either sunshine with a chance of rain or heatstroke with a chance of tornado, he’d go with the sunshine. "
3 " I was feeling sorry for myself and immediately assumed her life was going better than mine. Ridiculous, of course—no one can know what a stranger’s life is like. Often we don’t even know what a loved one’s life is like. We all keep so many things to ourselves. "
4 " His deep brown eyes added both confidence and compassion to his looks. He had creases—around his eyelids, his nose, his mouth—that may have originated in sunlight and outdoor work but seemed graven in a love of humanity … The creases were his statement to the world: This man loved life and just as deeply feared losing it or anyone he loved in it. He carried on his shoulders the uneasy fraternal twins of love and responsibility. "
5 " Mallory’s brothers and sister were very much like their parents. Only Mallory seemed to need extra hugs and support. At the same time she knew she’d never get that from her parents or siblings. She’d have to go beyond them for that kind of attention. She wasn’t needy; she was just on another end of the normal range from them. She had learned to hold back from asking for what she needed, afraid it was too much. "
6 " Death wasn’t something to romanticize. It was something to stave off, to avoid, to fight as long as possible. Even though she had her battles with melancholy, she never seriously considered suicide. Something in her trusted that there would be an upswing and it would be worth waiting for. "
7 " Our inner selves go on without us sometimes, trusting we’ll catch on eventually. Sometimes it’s too late when we do—too late to let the other person know what we’ve learned. "
8 " Strategically placed at the level of her T3 vertebra, just below the deepest back on any of her blouses, was a tattoo of the human brain. He had to look away or else he’d jump her bones all over again. The brain got him every time. "
