“Usually when you’re steering a boat, it’s like steering a car – you aim yourself in the right direction and move the tiller a little this way or that way on keep on course. Occasionally a stronger puff of wind… — M.H. Herlong Copy Share
“Sometimes when you read a book or watch a TV show, you see the people and you think, Don’t do that. Don’t open that door. Don’t answer that phone. You know everything is about to change. “Stop!” you want to say. “Rewrite the story. Rewind the tape. Don’t let it happen that way.” But you can’t. The people always open… — M.H. Herlong Copy Share
“Usually when you’re steering a boat, it’s like steering a car – you aim yourself in the right direction and move the tiller a little this way or that way on keep on course. Occasionally a stronger puff of wind or a sudden wave pushes you off – like a bump in the road or a car that swings too… — M.H. Herlong Copy Share
“What’s up?” I said. “Nothing.” “I mean what’s wrong?” “My leg is broken.” “Yeah, I noticed.” — M.H. Herlong Copy Share Image
“The thing about life is that it goes on. You wake up and there is the sun like always. There is your own body with bad breath and bruises and a headache. You have to move. You have to pee. You have to get a drink. No matter what happened the day before, you wake up and there is life… — M.H. Herlong Copy Share
“I thought that it was possible at a time like that to cry. There was a switch inside somewhere, and a person could just decide to flip it and start crying. Maybe it looked and felt like the toggle switch on the engine. Silver and smooth. One direction was on; the other direction was off. Easy to flip. You do… — M.H. Herlong Copy Share
“(After Gerry fell overboard and they set sail) “Dad.” I held my teeth tight. “I guess you forgot. Planning this whole trip, I would… — M.H. Herlong Copy Share Image
“When you’ve been on a boat for a while, its sounds gets to be like the sound of your own heartbeat. It’s always there,… — M.H. Herlong Copy Share Image
“Ben,” Dad snarled. He was tired. “Life jacket and safety harness. Always. When you’re alone on deck at night, we’d never know if you… — M.H. Herlong Copy Share Image
“Gerry breathed loudly and slowly. “Dylan,” he said accusingly, “that was a sad story.” “Not it’s not. It’s a happy story. It’s about a… — M.H. Herlong Copy Share Image
“So we cooked the flounder and ate every single bite. It was huge, and we were stuffed. It was worse than Thanksgiving. I mean… — M.H. Herlong Copy Share Image
“I wished we had milk – milk for strong bones. Dylan said he would eat the fish bones if I would quit talking about milk.” — M.H. Herlong Copy Share Image
