I wanted to freeze this moment forever, the chimes, the slight splash of the water, the chink of the dogs’ leashes, laughter from the pool, the stretch of my mother’s dip-pen, the smell of the trees, the stillness. I wished I could shut it in a locket to wear around my neck. Furthermore, I wished a sleep would find us, at this absolute second, like sleep over the castle of sleeping beauty.
— Janet Fitch
White Oleander
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