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Wisp of a Thing (Tufa, #2) QUOTES

Wisp of a Thing (Tufa, #2) QUOTES

1 " The pain of your loss will return. Less, but still considerable. I know you've worked hard to release it, but it can still take hold of you. I will help you sing away the fury, but I will not bear it for you. "

― Alex Bledsoe , Wisp of a Thing (Tufa, #2)

2 " It was still late summer elsewhere, but here, high in Appalachia, fall was coming; for the last three mornings, she'd been able to see her breath.

The woods, which started twenty feet back from her backdoor like a solid wall, showed only hints of the impending autumn. A few leaves near the treetops had turned, but most were full and green. Visible in the distance, the Widow's Tree towered above the forest. Its leaves were the most stubborn, tenaciously holding on sometimes until spring if the winter was mild. It was a transitional period, when the world changed its cycle and opened a window during which people might also change, if they had the inclination. "

― Alex Bledsoe , Wisp of a Thing (Tufa, #2)

3 " In a drawl so low, it seemed to suspend time, the old man said, "When the last leaf falls from the Widow's Tree this year, she'll be done for good. No coming back. No bothering anyone no more. Nobody will find her bones, and before next spring, nobody'll even remember her. She'll just be a wisp of a thing."

Peggy looked toward the tree, now hidden behind a low patch of morning cloud. She breathed out hard through her nose. "That's a terrible thing to do. Even for you, even to her."
"Set in motion a long time ago," he said blithely. "Just took this long to finish up. "

― Alex Bledsoe , Wisp of a Thing (Tufa, #2)

4 " Some of us -" She paused as she sought the words. " - don't die unless we want to. The selfish ones never do. "

― Alex Bledsoe , Wisp of a Thing (Tufa, #2)

5 " You have to understand me. There are no half measures here. I am your girl. I will be your woman. But I will never be your victim. If you ever try to turn me into that, I will sing your dying dirge.” Her "

― Alex Bledsoe , Wisp of a Thing (Tufa, #2)