One Anjana

“He could stop you before you even tried to escape. Before the idea even occurred to you. Before this moment.”
― Blake Crouch, Recursion

“But I look back on the days when he was a newborn babe, when I had to hold him all night to keep him from crying, and I long for that time. There will never be a night like that again.”
― Amy Harmon, The First Girl Child

“She was the Weeping Woman, sure. But I was the woman who made rainwater out of tears. I would use them to water my crops through this drought. When people bought my fat turnips and sharp radishes and long, thick carrots, they would taste of freshly turned futures, hope, the bittersweet taste of things past, and the salty tang of possibility. This I would do to remind others that we are the seeds we plant, not the histories forced upon us. This I would do to wash away the sorrow from my soul.”
― Maria DeBlassie, Weep, Woman, Weep

“His silver-blue eyes met hers expectantly and then he grinned like the devil he was. He’d known this moment was coming. “Hello, wife.”
― Stephanie Garber, Finale