Quotes from Anita Higman

I picked at one of the buttons on my vest until the thread unraveled and it fell into my palm. Memo to self- buy a sewing kit to stitch my life back together.

I'd like to know what you want out of life." "I don't know what I want anymore." I toyed with the delicate lace on my pillowcase, wishing that lovely things didn't have to be so fragile.

but my mother loves small-town life, and so do I." He shrugged. "Why?" "Small-towns versus the city? Because small towns are more like a hug than a car horn.