“Maybe that's what marriage does, Helen thought. One day you're holding your breath lest a ghost fly up your nose and the next your coming home as married as your own mother.” — Sonja Yoerg Copy Share Image
“Maybe that's what marriage does, Helen thought. One day you're holding your breath lest a ghost fly up your nose and the next your… — Sonja Yoerg Copy Share
“[Her father] never minded when there was nothing to shoot, and she never minded when there was. The harsh crack of the rifle and… — Sonja Yoerg Copy Share
“The truest, best love had nothing to do with luck. Luck was faithless, and worth little. True love wasn’t fancy and it wasn’t magical,… — Sonja Yoerg Copy Share
