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162 pages, Paperback
Published March 8, 2022
When they cut down the border trees to make the new deck we had a full view of a one-hundred year-old oak we’d hardly noticed before. It was a magnificent tree with branches that exploded into dozens of new branches, as if the end goal of an oak tree — unlike us with our solitary focus on more, better — was possibility at every juncture; more and more and more so that where you begin — an acorn, insignificant — has not one ending but thousands, each one green and reaching for the sun. We never understood how unaccustomed to grace we’d been until that day. ~OMG Winn Handler Moved Next Door!
Who am I, what will I become, who will love me? Meredith recognized this twenty-four-ness, when you’re sure there’s some kind of greatness inside you but you don’t know yet what it is. Meredith remembered this from her own young self when she was so vulnerable that everything — people, cities, skies — could be so beautiful they hurt. ~Martin is Missing
A drunken college boy stabbed my grandson Nelson to death at a party because of a chubby brunette named Wendy. The boy who did it served eight years in prison. He ruined my daughter’s life, he emptied mine. When he gets out of prison on Tuesday, I will kill him. ~On Tuesday I Will Kill Him
His heart was pierced with shots of joy as if everyone, everywhere could see right inside him, could feel his worth, understand all the magnificent things he would do. He waved to them all, jubilant — this side of the street, that side. He and the grandmother walked, like a king and queen, past the gray house, the white one, past the house next door, where the cat Penelope sat watching in the front window, to where the grandfather waited and where the boy could, for the first time, hear the sidewalks whisper home. ~The Boy in the Boat