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They chose to believe what was easy instead of what was hard and true, and they didn’t give a damn about what it did to you.”
about a statistically improbable number of dead grandmothers.
Once I longed to believe that I could heal every single wound Anthony inflicted, that I could rip all the dark pages from my life and be just like any other woman. Untouched. Whole. But I’ve learned that’s impossible. You wear your scars for a lifetime.
Even the best of us isn’t purely good. And even the worst of us isn’t purely evil.
But to hell with that. Healthy left me behind a long time ago.
“Since when did life start giving us what we deserved?”