Such a Fun Age

by Kiley Reid

She held Emira’s black, synthetic hair against her chest like rosary beads.

Emira pressed her lips together. “B, you know what?” As she formulated her words, Emira held Briar’s knees in both of her hands and thought, This is the littlest your knees will ever be.

Briar screamed out, “Mira, I can’t find me!” Emira held her closer and said, “I still see you.” The lights came back on.

This reminds me of the last sentence in the book 😭

Deep into her thirties, Emira would wrestle with what to take from her time at the Chamberlain house. Some days she carried the sweet relief that Briar would learn to become a self-sufficient person. And some days, Emira would carry the dread that if Briar ever struggled to find herself, she’d probably just hire someone to do it for her.