I think he's beginning to understand, and understanding is a horrible thing.

“Childhood is a long, long road, from which that dark whispering forest of death…”

“And everywhere girls, tumbling from trees like orange blossoms and hitting the …”

“She was supposed to build sand castles on the beach and put her toes in the oce…”

“When I call his name, it’s a sound almost entirely out of my control. It soars …”