“You build your world around someone, and then what happens when
he disappears? Where do you go- into pieces, into atoms, into the arms
of another man? You go shopping, you cook dinner, you work odd hours,
you make love to someone else on June nights. But you're not really
there, you're someplace else where there is blue sky and a road you
don't recognize. If you squint your eyes, you think you see him, in the
shadows, beyond the trees. You always imagine that you see him, but he's
never there. It's only his spirit, that's what's there beneath the bed
when you kiss your husband, there when you send your daughter off to
school. It's in your coffee cup, your bathwater, your tears. Unfinished
business always comes back to haunt you, and a man who swears he'll love
you forever isn't finished with you until he's done.”
―
Alice Hoffman,
Here on Earth
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