Goodreads helps you follow your favorite authors. Be the first to learn about new releases!
Start by following Matthew Baker.
Showing 1-3 of 3
“like the way a bird can sometimes swallow the horizon whole.”
―
―
“I don't think it's things that used to be that haunt us, but things that could have been.”
―
―
“They drove together under the stars to the lake, where they sat with fishing poles in a metal rowboat and waited for something to bite. Zack ate the toast, Uncle Orson gave some pointers, and then they cast their lines, again and again, into the pale fog. Dawn broke. The sunrise cracked. Clouds settled across the sky. The fog scattered as the air heated. And they still weren’t catching anything. And that whole time, the exact same gull was circling overhead. “Nothing’s happening,” Zack complained. But Uncle Orson smiled at the clouds and smiled at the rowboat and smiled at the gull and smiled at the poles. “Nothing has to happen,” Uncle Orson had said.”
―
―
