“She lies on the stripped bed, looking up at the pinhole in the roof. The sky is blue. Clouds pass over. Sky, air, clouds, the sun and moon; it's fine. It's the same as it ever was. She stares at… — A. M. Homes Copy Share Image
“Was there ever a time you thought - I am doing this on purpose, I am fucking up and I don't know why.” — A. M. Homes Copy Share Image
“She lies on the stripped bed, looking up at the pinhole in the roof. The sky is blue. Clouds pass over. Sky, air, clouds,… — A. M. Homes Copy Share Image
