“Brannagh Maloney had lived with disappearances all her life. They were as familiar to her as the changing of the Fundy tides. People who disappeared left cast-off shadows of themselves, murky tremblings that slunk out of corners on drizzly autumn… — Kathy-Diane Leveille Copy Share
“Elsa's mother no longer spoke to her of men and love, but of duty and fate and accepting one’s burden. As far as Elsa could tell, if love really was the inherited female domain, then women were saddled with the… — Kathy-Diane Leveille Copy Share Image
“Brannagh Maloney had lived with disappearances all her life. They were as familiar to her as the changing of the Fundy tides. People who disappeared left cast-off shadows of themselves, murky tremblings that slunk out of corners on drizzly autumn afternoons. They lurked offstage, silent or sighing or reaching out to run a finger across her arm. They were the… — Kathy-Diane Leveille Copy Share
“Elsa's mother no longer spoke to her of men and love, but of duty and fate and accepting one’s burden. As far as Elsa… — Kathy-Diane Leveille Copy Share Image
