“Claude didn’t sound every note. He must’ve been playing from memory. There is an unguarded quality in musicians unaware of listening ears. Intimate, hearing the piece like that, played for no one, played from far away, the sound escaping onto… — Claire Kilroy Copy Share Image
“The fire illuminated the water lights in his eyes. I had to step back sometimes to marvel at how blessed I was. This beautiful… — Claire Kilroy Copy Share Image
“Thought I saw you on the beach this morning...Thought I saw you standing on the white strand, your back to the wind. The rain… — Claire Kilroy Copy Share Image
“Claude didn’t sound every note. He must’ve been playing from memory. There is an unguarded quality in musicians unaware of listening ears. Intimate, hearing… — Claire Kilroy Copy Share Image
“She didn't have to knock; she had her own key. How thoroughly she had replaced me. She shut the door behind her and I… — Claire Kilroy Copy Share Image
“He could be anywhere by now, so that is where I look for him. Anywhere... There are times when I don't recognize this woman… — Claire Kilroy Copy Share Image
“That's when I did start loving Daniel. Not when I said I did, but some moments later when he replied in kind. It was… — Claire Kilroy Copy Share Image
