““Flannery had loved Anne truly. And truthfully. She had seen Anne clearly, not covered with the reflective glitter a person acquires if you view them in your smitten, solipsistic state, thinking with excitement, She is just like me! Rather, Flannery had that other gift love can give - the capacity to perceive your loved one's curves and chasms, her scars and smoothnesses, an idea of where her secrets are stored and the calm certainty that you should leave them alone. She has her reasons for keeping them hidden. ””
