Rosanne Randall

“kind and generous and he, like his sister, laughed with his entire body. I thought of the New Year’s Eves of my childhood, when he dealt blackjack into the morning, throwing hands with a wink so Mike and I could hoard our bounty. But other times he was, indeed, a monster. That complication is impossibly difficult to reconcile—to hold those two opposing truths in my cupped hands.”
― Lisa Nikolidakis, No One Crosses the Wolf: A Memoir

“were real memories, not moments that have been eclipsed by the shadow of trauma.”
― Lisa Nikolidakis, No One Crosses the Wolf: A Memoir

“We who’ve been chronically abused can take a lot. So much. So much more than a person with a normative brain and a normative nervous system could or would.”
― Lisa Nikolidakis, No One Crosses the Wolf: A Memoir

“How do you not think about the bad shit all the time?” I’d ask. “I don’t know. But we don’t have the same memories.” He’d be right.”
― Lisa Nikolidakis, No One Crosses the Wolf: A Memoir