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Heidi *Bookwyrm Babe, Voyeur of Covers, Caresser of Spines, Unashamed Smut Slut, the Always Sleepy Wyrm of the Stacks, and Drinker of Tea and Wine*
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There are no ghosts in this house, my father would say to me. What you hear are the echoes it has kept to remind us of all those who’ve been here.
I’m made of everything that touched my senses during that time and entered the part of my brain where I keep my memories.
She counted on the certainty that all the promises life had made her were, or would be, fulfilled in proportion to the work and effort invested. In life, only potential was free. The outcome, the achievement, the aim came at a high cost, which she was prepared to pay.
War was waged by men. What could God do against their free will?
The miracle would have been if those arrogant fools with the fate of the country in their hands had listened in time to the voices of the experts. Now it was too late.
indefatigable
but sometimes, what children don’t understand, they feel,
“Life offers no guarantees. To anyone. It waits for nobody. It has no consideration for anyone.” How arrogant she had been to have felt that, just by existing, she deserved the best in life, that she was worthy of being at the top. How arrogant for not realizing that, believing herself strong—a pillar in her husband’s life—in reality, she had been paralyzed by her fear of change, which was why she had prevented him from carving out a different destiny for himself, for them, for everyone.
She needed no more lessons. The third time had taught her the lesson she would never forget. Even if it took the rest of her life, she would recover from this third lesson, because she felt that it was her duty. But a fourth would kill her. Then it struck her that the future was no longer connected to the past. And her mind was made up. “The future’s somewhere else,” she said into the air, in the dark, wrapped in sheets that no longer smelled of her husband.
Tell them to walk in the shade. To listen with their eyes, to see with their skin, and to feel with their ears, because life speaks to us all and we just need to know and wait to listen to it, see it, feel it.”
