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320 pages, Paperback
First published April 9, 2015
鈥淚t was as if a blade had shucked his heart like an oyster and stolen the beauty within. He said his heart never started beating again, it just started working and I never understood the difference, not until I was much older anyway, when I learnt that coming back from the dead is not quite the same as coming back to life.鈥�
鈥淟ove. It's the only thing to have faith in... Or the moon. Something that turns up every day when you can't. The sun. The moon. Anything. You have to have faith in something.鈥�
鈥淟ove just enough. What's enough? Enough to hold. When it hurts, you're loving too much. Just enough to hold. Anything more than a handful and you're in trouble.鈥�
鈥淗e wanted to tell her that nothing felt right and he missed his home because how could he make a home in a land that whispered angry words? How could he make a home in a land that didn鈥檛 have her?鈥�