serialbabbler (serialbabbler) wrote,


"No one in their family took the direct approach, preferring to flutter in wordless sympathy about a sufferer, like a moth around a candle flame, getting its wings singed. It was as if they'd all signed a contract to keep things calm and even-paced, to never look beneath the surface where the bad things lurked. Unfortunately, no one had explained the consequences of this kind of contract, the way it left you alone with the things that mattered most, carrying them like a cupped handful of water." -from The Lottery by Beth Goobie
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