Marybel Landeros’s Reviews > Cold Enough for Snow > Status Update

The only question she’s asked once was whether, in winter, it was cold enough for snow, which she had never seen

He even went so far as to say that the room had only been booked for one person, me, not for two

I thought that if I tried hard enough my effort would become real happiness, and then I would finally be about to stop having these thoughts

Perhaps, at some point in her life, there had been things worth screaming and crying over, some deeper truth, or even horror, that everyone around you perpetually denied, which only made you angrier and angrier.

It was strange at once to be so familiar and yet so separated. I wondered how I could feel so at home in a place that was not mine.

Maybe it’s good, I said, to stop sometimes and reflect upon the things that have happened, maybe thinking about sadness can actually end up making you happy