“He had never seen a gunshot wound. He kept asking what it felt like? dull or sharp? an ache or burn? My head was spinning and naturally I could give him no kind of coherent answer but I remember thinking… — Donna Tarrt Copy Share Image
“Because you are not mad, or wild, or grieving! You are not roaring out to choke her with your own bare hands! Which means… — Donna Tarrt Copy Share Image
“He had never seen a gunshot wound. He kept asking what it felt like? dull or sharp? an ache or burn? My head was… — Donna Tarrt Copy Share Image
