evening shadow

“When Quoyle leaned forward the twin spears of the headache threatened to dislodge his eyes.”
― Annie Proulx, The Shipping News

“How I wish I could undo it all … take it all back…
All those years I spent unhappy with him …. when I should have been looking for you.”
― Ranata Suzuki

“The thing about memories was, you never could control when they came up again.”
― Madeleine Roux, Asylum

“He suddenly twists around, pulls me with my back against him, an arm around my neck. 'One held me like this.' He whispers. He raises his other hand to my cheek, just under my eye. 'We were by our boathouse. He took my dad's diving knife, and he dug the point in, here.' He traces his finger down my cheek, the path of his scar. 'By the time he got to here, I told them where she was. We never saw her again.'
He pushes me away. The diving knife : a katran. The name he chose for himself so he can never forget. The knife he still carries now. I remember.”
― Teri Terry, Fractured