“ Telling my story was supposed to be a good thing but it had just made everything worse. ”
I was so tired of his being even-keeled in the face of all that was upsetting and ugly and illogical.
~ Sara Nović
The realization that my parents, too, felt pain and fear frightened me more than any strangers could.
Music, I'd heard him say, was like dessert. He could live without it, but life just wasn't as good.
I'd studied English since the first grade but considered it a murky language, one whose grammar seemed to have been made up on the fly
