The Nightingale

by Kristin Hannah

She wanted to bottle how safe she felt in this moment, so she could drink of it later when loneliness and fear left her parched.

“Ask for help when you need it, and give help when you can.

Asking yourself a question, that’s how resistance begins. And then ask that very question to someone else. —REMCO CAMPERT

“Isabelle seems unbreakable. She has a steel exterior, but it protects a candyfloss heart. Don’t hurt her, that’s what I’m saying. If you don’t love her—” “I do.” Vianne studied him. “Does she know?” “I hope not.” Vianne would not have understood that answer a year ago. She wouldn’t have understood how dark a side love could have, how hiding it was the kindest thing you could do sometimes.