“I was acutely aware of her dying, so much so that it seemed to me the air itself was dangerous to breathe,… — Random House Canada Copy Share Image
“I was acutely aware of her dying, so much so that it seemed to me the air itself was dangerous to breathe, for each… — Random House Canada Copy Share Image
“I remember holding my face to the wind when Katharine died, feeling the air, the coolness and fluidity, the urgency. Every day, wind in… — Random House Canada Copy Share Image
“It struck me again how powerful and raw our experiences around death are, how carefully we keep them concealed and yet how close to… — Random House Canada Copy Share Image
“Families shelter their knowledge, keeping it safe and beloved like a delicate heirloom, away from the careless stomping of strangers.” — Random House Canada Copy Share Image
