“And today she sees the end. Sees it behind her eyes like a black filament pushing its way into peripheral awareness. It has come from behind her eyes, and has placed itself squarely in front of her face…” by admin | Jul 11, 2019 | Uncategorized
“Mother, I hate leaving you . . . and my babies, but . . . I’ll never worry, Annie, as long as you have them.” by admin | Jul 11, 2019 | UncategorizedFaye to Annie
“Mother, I love him . . . and I love you. Sometimes I know I can’t bear to be without you for a minute. Then I look at him, and I can’t bear to be without him either…” by admin | Jul 11, 2019 | UncategorizedFaye to Annie
Annie, oh my God, Mother…! I thought you would never come. I’ve been waiting for so long. by admin | Jul 11, 2019 | UncategorizedFaye to Annie
“…Should anything happen to me, I want you to take my child …I think my love for you is more than any other girl has for her mother. Don’t you?” by admin | Jul 11, 2019 | UncategorizedFaye to Annie
“…Sometimes, Annie, I stand on the veranda and stare, just stare out into the sky, looking, searching, for a place called Denver. Home.” by admin | Jul 11, 2019 | UncategorizedFaye
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