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“The sensation was not unlike the slip of missing a step, or the realisation that someone you are having an emotional moment with is much drunker than you'd thought they were.”
― Julia Armfield, Salt Slow

“That night, she had slept in strange hot fits on his futon and woken in the red-eye of the morning to find herself alone, realising after several bleary moments that he had left the room and closed the door behind him. [...] A very slender sort of betrayal, the deliberate absence from a room.”
― Julia Armfield, Salt Slow

“I pressed my face to her chest in the too-soft place where the skin was still intact and felt I understood the way the surface of the world is thinner in certain places. That these places are where the strange, true things escape.”
― Julia Armfield, Salt Slow

“Is this a haunting? I asked her and she looked at me as if surprised. No, she said, turning the radio down, not technically. More like a manifestation. I accused her of quibbling over semantics and she accused me of being incapable of nuance.”
― Julia Armfield, Salt Slow