“Sadness and grief aren’t the same thing. It’s why they have different words. Maybe it’s a subtle distinction, but we don’t keep a word in a language if it doesn’t still have a purpose of its own. Synonyms are never… — Dot Hutchison Copy Share Image
“Their hats are identical, and I wonder how it must be to go through hell with someone and have each other to lean on… — Dot Hutchison Copy Share Image
“but sometimes you just need that visceral affirmation that the people you love are all right, that they’re just there in front of you.… — Dot Hutchison Copy Share Image
“When I pull out the camera and look through the viewer, the world seems to sharpen. Focus. Not that terrible things aren’t still out… — Dot Hutchison Copy Share Image
“Some people stay broken, others put themselves back together with all the sharp bits showing? He’d” — Dot Hutchison Copy Share Image
“There is very little uglier than plowed snow. The roads are clear, though, and all the sidewalks are tinted blue from the salt. It… — Dot Hutchison Copy Share Image
“So do I ever get to meet them?” she asks. He blinks, almost pulls the phone away from his ear to stare at it.… — Dot Hutchison Copy Share Image
“What I've finally begun to understand is that madness allows for an appalling honesty.” — Dot Hutchison Copy Share Image
“Anything tries to destroy them, they'll burn the world to take it down with them.” — Dot Hutchison Copy Share Image
“A little bit farther on, there’s a plaza anchored by an enormous twenty-four-hour gym on one end and an educational afterschool care facility on… — Dot Hutchison Copy Share Image
“I take a deep breath, give myself the time to truly think it through. There are moments I realize just how unconventional my relationship… — Dot Hutchison Copy Share Image
