"I will listen to the song when I’m 80, a grandmother to children born of someone other than you."
“It was April, unseasonably cold, cruelly wet. You were in a restaurant pumped hot with studio lights.”
“Her past loves are with her always, in the form of small objects that she keeps. Her boyfriend has his own objects.”
“Sometimes you can be in one place and everything seems right. And then the wind changes, even just a little bit, and everything seems different, or everything seems normal and that's terrifying.”
“Leaning over my shoulder, you cast a shadow on everything. Things are dark and blurry — and I am drowning.“