Faultlines

by Barbara Taylor Sissel

head, hated the paranoia that gave life to her doubt. A marriage couldn’t work in an atmosphere of suspicion. Libby hadn’t needed the counselor they’d seen at the time of Beck’s betrayal to explain that to her. She hadn’t even needed the benefit of her own expertise in the field to know that taking Beck back meant her forgiveness of him had to be bone deep—soul deep—or it wouldn’t work.

that possibly there was such a thing as too much good, too much joy. The truth was that light required darkness.

Rather than three dimensions—past, present, and future—time could more accurately and simply be described as having two: before and after. There was the sweet ordinariness of life before the crash, and there was the nightmare that began after. And