Beth

“When I was done making copies, I put my hand on the glass and made a single copy of my palm. I looked at the lines, wished I knew how to read them. I wanted to know what my future was, because in that moment, I could not imagine a future at all. I could not imagine how in the world I would keep this secret for the rest of my life. But I knew I would. And even then, sixteen years old, I knew that I would hate every person in my life who loved me, who took care of me, who helped me find a way to whatever life I would have, because I could never tell them who I was, what I'd done.”
― Kevin Wilson, Now Is Not the Time to Panic

“After she was gone, every room was a nothing room.”
― Marie-Helene Bertino, Parakeet

“Granny always said Britt-Marie was the sort of woman who would have to drink two glasses of wine and feel really wild and crazy to be able to fantasize about solving a crossword in ink.”
― Fredrik Backman, My Grandmother Asked Me to Tell You She's Sorry

“But that night, the future was still blank. The film had not been shot, the bromide was still in its brown glass bottle. Nothing had been fixed.”
― Beatrice Colin, The Glimmer Palace