"What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again."
"You'll never be able to let him go. You'll always feel wrong about being with me."
"But some secrets are too delicious not to share."
"Some walks you have to take alone."
"Sometimes when I'm alone, I take the pearl from where it lives in my pocket and try to remember the boy with the bread, the strong arms that warded off nightmares on the train, the kisses in the arena."
"But I don't know what to him about the aftermath of killing a person. About how they never leave you."