Kindle Notes & Highlights
“Do you?” asks Edie. “Do you know me? I wonder. There’s a me who exists in your mind and you know her. But that’s not me. You’ve made her up and you seem to have a whole life for her.”
It’s that when she’s remembering me she doesn’t remember me. I mean, all of us are someone else in the eyes of others. And for all I know, maybe that other is as true, as real, as the person we believe we are. But the thing is, when you’re back home, you never have a chance to be someone other than who you were then. Even if you never were that person.”
“What can I say? I’m a good dog. I come when I’m called.”
Edie laughs. “It’s like riding a bicycle, Roy. Once you’ve fucked up as a parent you never forget how to fuck up again.”
