“Possibility. Was that all that it took to feel alive? Could it be that it wasn’t getting the thing you desire itself but the anticipation, the struggle, the dream of it that makes living so amazing? Was it that simple?” — Lise McClendon Copy Share Image
“Tristan the child had been gone for a long time. He had gone where children go, slipped away into manhood as if he’d never… — Lise McClendon Copy Share Image
“Possibility. Was that all that it took to feel alive? Could it be that it wasn’t getting the thing you desire itself but the… — Lise McClendon Copy Share Image
“I am a book. Sheaves pressed from the pulp of oaks and pines a natural sawdust made dingy from purses, dusty from shelves. Steamy… — Lise McClendon Copy Share Image
