“It was a beautiful day. Children played in the park. Cars and buses drove down the road and people were wearing sunglasses and light jackets and drinking coffee outside the cafes. It seemed to me that everything should have stopped,… — Johanna Hedman Copy Share Image
“She can feel the sun pressing on her face. August takes her hand in his, pressing it, and she smiles and presses back without… — Johanna Hedman Copy Share Image
“Handing August one of the cups, she decides that nothing bad can happen to him. This resolution feels like grabbing hold of a shaking… — Johanna Hedman Copy Share Image
“We were just putting words to our thoughts to see if they had wings.” — Johanna Hedman Copy Share Image
“The table between them is the size of an ocean. She smiles an impersonal smile and Hugo smiles back, just as impersonally. It stings.… — Johanna Hedman Copy Share Image
“It feels like I have to enact violence upon myself to love him in a way he's comfortable with. And I can't. I care… — Johanna Hedman Copy Share Image
“I found it increasingly difficult to shake the suspicion that work was all about pretending to care about pointless stuff, and that success hinged… — Johanna Hedman Copy Share Image
“It was a beautiful day. Children played in the park. Cars and buses drove down the road and people were wearing sunglasses and light… — Johanna Hedman Copy Share Image
