QOTD

Jul 13, 2013 14:36

I went away in my head, into a book. That was where I went whenever real life was too hard or too inflexible. I pulled down a handful of my mother’s old books, from when she was a girl, and I read about schoolgirls having adventures in the 1930s and 1940s. Mostly they were up against smugglers or spies or fifth columnists, whatever they were, and the girls were always brave and they always knew exactly what to do. I was not brave and I had no idea what to do.

I had never felt so alone.

Gaiman, Neil (2013-06-18). The Ocean at the End of the Lane: A Novel (Kindle Locations 843-847). HarperCollins. Kindle Edition.

(Huh, I have never noticed that the Kindle app adds the attribution when you cut and paste. Handy, that.)

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