Ronita

“I get that twinge of anxiety that I always feel when I’m separated from my children. Will that ever go away? It was so much easier when they were growing inside me.”
― Freida McFadden, The Housemaid is Watching

“My mom is a really good mom. She’s, like, the kind of mom where if you forgot you were supposed to bring in a tray of Rice Krispies squares for school tomorrow and it’s already almost bedtime, she will go out and get the Rice Krispies and marshmallows, and she’ll make it for you and make sure they’re packed and ready for school the next day.”
― Freida McFadden, The Housemaid is Watching

“As long as she didn’t look at it, she would be fine, a ridiculous thought told her. But she couldn’t not look. It was like telling someone not to think about oranges after mentioning oranges.”
― Boris Bacic, It Lives in the Woods

“The foot-long blades were half green, half brown as they whipped back and forth in the breeze, swaying in violent unison. The sun rose above the hills with a temper, unusual for this time of year. Intermittent cool temperatures had syphoned the green out of the leaves until they browned enough to break free, falling to the ground like Icarus, scorched and devoid of purpose.”
― Nick Roberts, Genesis