“That’s very trusting.” Iris watches Anke search our backpacks. “We’re saving people’s lives. We thought we could be,”Anke says. I’m more fixated… — Corinne Duyvis Copy Share Image
“Ten minutes after loading up her plate, when Iris is sipping pale apple juice, she asks Els across the table, “I’m told… — Corinne Duyvis Copy Share Image
“A smaller plate got mixed in with the large ones I’m working on. I’m tempted to put it back into the dishwasher… — Corinne Duyvis Copy Share Image
“I loosen my grip and take a tasteless bite. I don’t like bananas much—they’re so mealy—but they’re a safe fruit to eat,… — Corinne Duyvis Copy Share Image
“She unwinds her scarf, taking so long about it that I wonder if she expects me to respond. “You were following the… — Corinne Duyvis Copy Share Image
“I mean: if you’re going outside to look for your sister, I get it.” Max goes silent. Maybe Mirjam’s death is hitting… — Corinne Duyvis Copy Share Image
