Sunday, March 23, 2008

Now, nearly twenty years later, sitting on the kitchen floor, her father came into her min again. It would be perfectly possible to call to ask how he was, and then just gradually let the call slide into telling him that she seemed to have lost her way, and that all the clarity of purpose and intention that had guided her for almost forty years had become blurred in the las few months, and that she had never felt so foreign in this land which had been her home for almost half her life

Steve : It's over
Nathalie : over?
Steve : Yes
Nathalie : For you, may be. But can't you see, for me, it is only just beginning

brother and sister, Joanna Trollope

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