Anything is Possible (Amgash, #2)

by Elizabeth Strout

Everyone, she understood, was mainly and mostly interested in themselves. Except Sibby had been interested in her, and she had been terribly interested in him. This was the skin that protected you from the world—this loving of another person you shared your life with.

What puzzled Abel about life was how much one forgot but then lived with anyway—like phantom limbs, he supposed.