“He missed her, a longing that tore deep into him. He resented her He wondered endlessly what might have happened. He changed, curled more inwardly into himself. He was, by turns, inflamed by anger, twisted by confusion, withered by sadness.” — Chimanda Ngozi Adichie Copy Share Image
“And then Elena's dog ate her bacon. She had heated up a slice of bacon on a paper towel, put it on the table,… — Chimanda Ngozi Adichie Copy Share Image
“He missed her, a longing that tore deep into him. He resented her He wondered endlessly what might have happened. He changed, curled more… — Chimanda Ngozi Adichie Copy Share Image