“ But things change, people change, Gaby. Otherwise what would be the point of living? ”
Was it always to be like this? she wondered. A moment of joy followed by a new sorrow?
~ Soheir Khashoggi
Well, memory can play tricks. Most people, I think, tend to remember the good rather than the bad when someone close to them dies.
The end came as dusk fell on a gloomy winter day of cold rain.
I'm like my mother, she thought, I search my joy for signs of sorrow ahead.
