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“Tears battled my will as I watched her pray. I craved her affection, her attention, her acknowledgment, but she offered none. I was an object to her, and it carved a jagged hole in my chest. I didn’t even need her to hug me. I simply hoped she would meet my gaze and ask me how I was, but she left with a prayer and a bow. Both aimed at the altar and not her daughter.”
― Nicole Scarano, The Scattered Bones

“More generally, the idea that my husband existed before meeting me is surreal, even revolting.”
― Maud Ventura, My Husband

“I want, I lack, I hunger.”
― Kat Dunn, Hungerstone

“I’ll even return when you’re old and grey and Hreinasta abandons you for another. It may take a while, but I’ll always come for you.”
― Nicole Scarano, The Scattered Bones