“A sister, she thought, was a half of a whole, a reflection in a glass, the echo of a heartbeat. One was not possible without the other.” — Kat Howard Copy Share Image
“The waxing moon seemed close enough to touch, if one were brave enough to risk the silver pinpricks of the stars that thorned around… — Kat Howard Copy Share Image
“A sister, she thought, was a half of a whole, a reflection in a glass, the echo of a heartbeat. One was not possible… — Kat Howard Copy Share Image
“That was always the catch. Your past came with you to your art whether you wanted it to or not. It haunted you. If… — Kat Howard Copy Share Image
