“I was once a daughter. We all were—Sam, Claire, me. We just didn’t know that it wasn’t forever, that we were only daughters for a time.” — Jennifer Handford Copy Share Image
“Always put the kneeler down immediately! Any Catholic parent of small children knows” — Jennifer Handford Copy Share Image
“In so many ways,” I tried to explain. “I feel repaired. The old wounds feel repaired, anyway. As if what was taken has been… — Jennifer Handford Copy Share Image
“I was once a daughter. We all were—Sam, Claire, me. We just didn’t know that it wasn’t forever, that we were only daughters for… — Jennifer Handford Copy Share Image
“How do you measure what’s real, what’s true? How do you stack up all that’s pure against all that’s evil?” — Jennifer Handford Copy Share Image
“swallowing a spoonful of butternut squash soup, feeling it coat my throat and slide down to my belly.” — Jennifer Handford Copy Share Image
