I took a deep breath and listened to the old bray of my heart. I am. I am. I am.
And when I breathed, my breath was lightning.
There's a kind of love that has the power to save you, to get you through life. It's like breathing. You have to do it or you'll die. And when it's over, your soul starts to bleed. There's no pain in the world like it, I swear.
—Susan Wiggs in Summer At Willow Lake