There were times during the weeks and weeks – months really – of planning, of selecting, of working out all the tiny details, I felt impatient, even annoyed with myself. There were times I doubted, times I nearly lost my courage and my focus. It’s too easy to become discouraged when no one values your skills and your efforts.
Marital discord, she decided, was like some sort of low-grade fever that threw the whole system just slightly out of whack so you couldn’t manage to function at full capacity.
A lot of the general population are wrong.
Great sweater, by the way. Cashmere?” Baffled, Eve looked down at her navy turtleneck. “I don’t know. It’s blue.
She curled up beside him, realizing they both needed this space of intimacy as much as they’d needdd the reassurance and release. Her world had been rocked. She only understood how violent the shake had been now that it was stead again.
Breath is life. You are not the pebble washed to shore by the wave, but the fish that swims in the wave. Breathe in to fill, to draw in the light. Slow,” he told her, “with awareness. Breathe out to empty. And pause, hold in that space between. Now in to fill.
Edison? Like Thomas?” “Who’s Edison Thomas?” “I mean Thomas Edison. The inventor?” Peabody explained. “The lightbulb?” “No, for Christ’s sake, this isn’t about lightbulbs. Like the sicko guy who married his own mother, then whined about it.” After a moment’s confusion, Peabody’s own lightbulb went off. “That’s Oedipus. I’m pretty sure that’s Oedipus.” “Edison, Oedipus, platypus. Whatever.
You’re courageous enough to do something that in some part of your heart you see as cowardly.
He knows his father started him on the path of, let’s say circumventing the law. That he has a predisposition for violence. He learned how to channel it, as you did. He had a goal – to get out, to have means and power. He accomplished that. Then he found you. He understands where he came from, and I imagine it’s part of his pride that he became the kind of man a woman like you would love.
I couldn’t find my balance until I stood out there in the mist of the morning and saw you. Simple as that for me, it seems. There she is, so my life’s where it should be, whatever’s going on around it.
Put the past behind you – that’s what people always said. But those people didn’t get that the past was always behind you. Like a hound on the scent.
Love, she knew – where once she hadn’t believed – could be quiet and sweet, and still hold the world.
You know better than to blame yourself.” “Knowing better doesn’t always stop it.
Eve got her first real clue why so many women carried handbags the size of water buffalos when Mira pulled a first aid kit out of hers. “I’m.
I pray our bond can be repaired, and I pray she comes to understand our bond was forged and will only hold strong in death.
You’re Eve Dallas. You’re the love of my life. My heart and soul. You’re a cop, mind and bone. You’re a woman of strength and resilience. Stubborn, hardheaded, occasionally mean as a badger, and more generous than you’ll admit.
But it happened to us. At first you ask why – why did this happen to us? Then you realize, and try to accept, there is no why.” Lori leaned her head to Ira’s shoulder. “An evil person does evil things. There is no why.
Religion was a riddle to her. Believe this, and only this, because we say so. If you don’t you’re buying a one-way ticket to everlasting Hell.
And there was nothing in his life he could remember fearing as much as he feared knocking on the bright blue door of that old stone house.
I’m not strong.” “You’re wrong,” Eve said as she rose. “You came here, you asked to help someone who needs help. You’re no weak sister, Mrs. Patrick, and he can’t make you one.