“Nothing could do that to them, that's what they used to whisper as they sat on the back stairs, in the dark and the dust, as if desire were a matter of personal choice.” — Alice Hoffman Copy Share Image
“he nodded and pointed up a staircase just inside the door. The stairs were dark and dusty, no hint reaching them of the bright sun outside. A door at the top was open and a number of people— reporters, I… — Michaela Thompson Copy Share Image
