she winds her way through gorgeous blue conifer forests…

“I hear them, the fallen priest and the lady. Their footsteps sound like the soft hush of rain over the stone floors.”

— Rene Denfeld

“He knows that when she passes, a grief will rip through him unlike anything he has ever known. Preparing for it doesn't help. He…

— Rene Denfeld

“The land beyond rose into dizzying mountains. Far across the way a frozen waterfall resembled a charging lion. The trees were shrouded in white,…

— Rene Denfeld

“I sit on my narrow bunk and caress my long yellow toenails and stare at my walls.”

— Rene Denfeld

“[...] and every time she says the word, it breaks her heart into pieces that she has to pick up in her hands and…

— Rene Denfeld

“Outside a pale dawn threaded the sky with silver.”

— Rene Denfeld

“She stopped by an empty field, the soil abandoned, gone to mustard weed and grass. Lush bundles of crimson clover lined the fence. At…

— Rene Denfeld

“In the years since, she had discovered the sacrament of life did not demand memory. Like a leaf that drank from the morning dew,…

— Rene Denfeld

“Inside, the lies you tell become the person you become. On the outside, sun and reality shrink people back to their actual size. In…

— Rene Denfeld

“She said we are all part of a secret club. Someday, she said, we will take over the earth. It will be people like…

— Rene Denfeld

“She thinks how sad it is that we remember the killers and not their victims. What if the world forgot Hitler and remembered all…

— Rene Denfeld

“The walls that might make others feel like they are suffocating have become my lungs.”

— Rene Denfeld

“But he saw Naomi as the wind traveling over the field, always searching, never stopping, and never knowing that true peace is when you…

— Rene Denfeld

“(She) didn't believe in resilience. She believed in imagination.”

— Rene Denfeld

“No matter how far you have run, no matter how long you have been lost, it is never too late to be found.”

— Rene Denfeld