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She knew that you could put it all in a little box and close it up later, that you could go on with your life if you didn’t sleep too much, didn’t breathe too much, didn’t live too much so that death came back and snatched you away for the taking.
Nothing ever truly faded. Time only dulled the edges.
Horrible things were a hell of a lot easier to digest when you took away the emotion.
A defense lawyer was not allowed to put a witness on the stand knowing that the witness was going to lie. This rule explained why attorneys never wanted their clients to tell them the whole truth. The whole truth seldom made for a good defense.
“What a rapist takes from a woman is her future. The person she is going to become, who she is supposed to be, is gone. In many ways, it’s worse than murder, because he has killed that potential person, eradicated that potential life, yet she still lives and breathes, and has to figure out another way to thrive.”
Sam rubbed her sister’s back. She tried to think of something that would take away the pain, but grief defied logic. “I didn’t believe he would die.”
“I was so relieved when it happened. You don’t realize when you’re that young that you’re going to get older. That there’s going to come a time when you’re not relieved.”
She was sick of crying. She didn’t want to do it anymore. She didn’t want to be a bitch anymore. She didn’t want to feel sad anymore.
Nothing is more deceitful than the appearance of humility.’”
They had not found Rusty’s unicorn. They had found a black widow.
To focus all of your rage on someone who doesn’t know what they’re doing, what’s happening to them, because you realize that you can see your own stupidity reflected in their behavior?
