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Prodigal Summer
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Barbara Kingsolver
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Prodigal Summer
She breathed in slowly; this was what she had, the beauty of this awful night. She listened for small yips in the distance, something to put in her heart besides the lost phoebes and the dread of another full moon rising with no more small celebrations from her body ever again. She kept herself still and tried to think of coyote children emerging from the forest's womb with their eyes wide open while the finite possibilities of her own children closed their eyes, finally, on this world.
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Barbara Kingsolver
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Prodigal Summer
Was this what they meant by hot flashes? But they didn't feel hot. Her body felt full and heavy and slow and human and absent somehow, just a weight to be carried forward without its enthusiastic cycles of fertility and rest, the crests and valleys she had never realized she counted on so much. Dead weight? Was that what she was now; an obsolete female biding its time until death?
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Barbara Kingsolver
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Prodigal Summer
One of the skills of grief that Lusa had learned was to hold on tight to the last moments between sleep and waking. Sometimes, then, in the early morning, taking care not to open her eyes or rouse her mind through its warm drowse to the surface where pain broke clear and could, she found she could choose her dreams. She could call a memory and patiently follow it backward into flesh, sound, and scents. It would be come her life once again and she was held and safe. Everything undecided. Everything still new."
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Barbara Kingsolver
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Prodigal Summer
No matter what affronts of youthful insolence he had to face in his day, he'd still have that: he was a man taken care of by a woman.
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Barbara Kingsolver
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Prodigal Summer
This is how moths speak to each other. They tell their love across the fields by scent. There is no mouth, the wrong words are impossible, either a mate is there or he is not, and if so the pair will find each other in the dark."
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Barbara Kingsolver
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Prodigal Summer
I thought I wouldn't live through it. But you do. You learn to love the place somebody leaves behind for you.
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Barbara Kingsolver
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Prodigal Summer
Now I'm starting to think he wasn't supposed to be my whole life, he was just this doorway to me.
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Barbara Kingsolver
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Prodigal Summer
If you never stepped on anybody's toes, you never been for a walk.
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Barbara Kingsolver
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Prodigal Summer
I lost a child," she said, meeting Lusa's eyes directly. "I thought I wouldn't live through it. But you do. You learn to love the place somebody leaves behind for you.
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Barbara Kingsolver
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Prodigal Summer
How pointless life could be, what a foolish business of inventing things to love, just so you could dread losing them.
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Barbara Kingsolver
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Prodigal Summer
Solitude is a human presumption. Every quiet step is thunder to beetle life underfoot, a tug of impalpable thread on the web pulling mate to mate and predator to prey, a beginning or an end. Every choice is a world made new for the chosen.
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