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“Oh,” she says with a soft sigh. “It’s you.” As if they’ve been apart for hours, days, instead of decades. Jocelyn shifts a little in her chair. “Come to haunt me again, I see.”

WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME?

“Death comes, and sometimes it is kind, and often it is cruel, and very rarely it is welcome. But it comes, all the same.”

“…because how can she explain this pit inside her, the way she wants to either shrink or grow, go back to when they were both kids, or fast-forward to when they’re both grown up, that either one’s better than this feeling, like the gap between them’s somehow growing, and Alice can’t catch up.”

Schwab is a truly wonderful author, the kind that can paint a picture with her words. I haven’t even finished this read and I know for a FACT that I’ll be picking up the rest of her writing in the future.

EATIN’ THIS UPPPPPPP

“But Sabine has found she far prefers the taste of other women. Just as their skin is softer, she finds their life tastes sweeter, too. More earth than metal. Like burned caramel, perhaps?”

“Two kinds of women have leave to wander through this world alone and unmolested. Nuns, and widows. And I am not close enough with God to be a nun.”

Gettin’ back to it, let’s goooo!