“her eyes sleepily like a baby in a cartoon.”
― Famesick
― Famesick
“driving home with Adam at dawn and drinking coffee on the Brooklyn Heights Promenade, talking about our childhoods and our deepest fears, and the way he would look at me, shake his head, and say something laden with meaning or potentially meaningless like “You’re really something else.” I remember the boundless creativity that television seemed to allow, not to mention the wonder: If you wrote an abstract painting or a Bundt cake or a sports car into an episode, it would appear, like everything Harold drew with his magical purple crayon.”
― Famesick
― Famesick
“too much, and she also never told me it would be hard to stop.”
― Famesick
― Famesick
“but the tears rolled down someone else’s cheek, and I felt someone else’s hand wipe them away.”
― Famesick
― Famesick
“My eldest daughter was like me, not just in likeness but in disposition, too: she held her intelligence like a knife behind her back. Now that she was creeping toward womanhood, I found our similarities a bit unnerving. Like watching a clone of myself walk slowly toward me from a faraway point in the distance: What would happen when she arrived?”
― Yesteryear
― Yesteryear
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