“How dreadful, Eva thinks, that her life should be defined only in relation to the men she loved.” — Laura Barnett Copy Share Image
“But each morning, when Eva wakes, she knows exactly who he is, and the knowledge of it leaves her with a faint, peculiar sense of longing: peculiar because it is for a man, a life, that she has never known,… — Laura Barnett Copy Share Image
“Then, like now, she had lingered on the brink of a decision, and had not found in his favour. Now, perhaps, she has. He… — Laura Barnett Copy Share Image
“she thought of all the years that had led up to this—all those seconds and minutes and hours, spent elsewhere, with others, doing other… — Laura Barnett Copy Share Image
“How dreadful, Eva thinks, that her life should be defined only in relation to the men she loved.” — Laura Barnett Copy Share Image
“But each morning, when Eva wakes, she knows exactly who he is, and the knowledge of it leaves her with a faint, peculiar sense… — Laura Barnett Copy Share Image
“Opportunities lost, I suppose,’ she says. ‘Yes. Opportunities lost.” — Laura Barnett Copy Share Image
“Ours was a good love, Eva tells him in her mind. Not the giddy love of teenagers, or that of a married couple in… — Laura Barnett Copy Share Image
“For all the years he has spent without her are dulling now, losing their shape and colour -- as if he were sleepwalking through… — Laura Barnett Copy Share Image
