“Because I couldn't trust anything, especially not myself. How could I be lying there next to him with these snakes of doubt worming around in my heart? It was not honest.” — Kate Manning Copy Share Image
“—Shush sweet baby, I said, so tired, and mixed her gripe water with whiskey and dill weed, but it did no good, so I… — Kate Manning Copy Share Image
“Because I couldn't trust anything, especially not myself. How could I be lying there next to him with these snakes of doubt worming around… — Kate Manning Copy Share Image
“Lust was a weed, a nightshade vine, a nettle, impossible to uproot as the mugwort I pulled in the fields of Illinois, so while… — Kate Manning Copy Share Image
