The Darkest Flower Quotes

“Sure.” We walked out to the car, hand in hand. I didn’t know how much longer she’d let me hold her hand in public, but I hoped it would be forever. Nothing felt better.”
― Kristin Wright, The Darkest Flower

“CHAPTER SEVEN KIRA Just about the only perk a weekend in jail offers is not having to cook for small children. I’d been home approximately five hours, and I was already girding my loins for the nightly battle over food. Yes, yes, I know. Perfect mothers cook perfect meals, but I despise cooking for my children. Every night I had to marshal all the resources at my disposal not to give in to the temptation to throw frozen chicken nuggets at them and call it a day. Everything I put on their plates looked “funny,” or felt “slimy,” or was touching something and “ruining” everything. Back when Miles and I were first married, I used to make these incredible meals straight out of Martha Stewart. He’d ooh and aah and eat everything (never gaining a single ounce), and the applause made it worthwhile. Now, a bit more of my soul died every time I carried the children’s plates to the sink, still with more than half the food present and accounted for. Both kids would be digging in the pantry for Goldfish in a matter of minutes.”
― Kristin Wright, The Darkest Flower

“I sat silent, unwilling to give him even a single one of my emotions. I missed that, too: getting to show happiness and anger and misery when I felt them.”
― Kristin Wright, The Darkest Flower