“Henri held herself as if only her arms could keep her pieced together, and I saw that behind all her fake control—throwing herself at a teacher, carving our dad out of her heart—was something fragile. I wish we’d seen it… — Jessica Taylor Copy Share Image
“Henri held herself as if only her arms could keep her pieced together, and I saw that behind all her fake control—throwing herself at… — Jessica Taylor Copy Share Image
“Now our father lived in a world where we didn’t belong, with a needy girlfriend who didn’t look much older than Henri, a saltwater… — Jessica Taylor Copy Share Image
“She ran a streak of foundation under each eye, highlighter down the bridge of her nose, and bronzer beneath each cheekbone—a layer of armor… — Jessica Taylor Copy Share Image
“He wanted to learn how the world worked, and I wanted to learn how to work the world.” — Jessica Taylor Copy Share Image
“I’d never told anyone the future I imagined for my sister and me, dreams that had been part of me as far back as… — Jessica Taylor Copy Share Image
You may not always end up where you thought you were going, But you will always end up where you were meant to be. — Jessica Taylor Copy Share Image
“Nobody could hold the same place in your heart as your sister. Love or hate her, she was the only person who grew up… — Jessica Taylor Copy Share Image
“Henri said our names were fitting because we were destined to be together in our old age, like our great-great-aunts. Two gray old ladies… — Jessica Taylor Copy Share Image
