Mother-Daughter Murder Night
“Lana considered the question. She’d drawn a firm line between work and family while Beth was growing up, putting 90 percent of her attention on the work side of the line. She’d never hung up any of Beth’s drawings In her office or left work early to see a class play. Not that she had a choice. She’d seen what happened to the careers of women who were foolish enough to show those kinds of weakness. Now Lana looked at her daughter and wondered, not for the first time, if she’d made the right decision.”
The Heaven & Earth Grocery Store
"Chona had never been one to play by the rules of American society. She did not experience the world as most people did. To her, the world was not a china closet where you admire this and don't touch that. Rather, she saw it as a place where every act of living was a chance for tikkum olum, to improve the world. The tiny woman with the bad foot was all soul. "
"There is no explaining this simple truth about life: you will forget much of it. The painful things you were certain you'd never be able to let go? Now you're not entirely sure when they happened, while the thrilling parts, the heart-stopping joys, splintered and scattered and became something else. Memories are then replaced by different joys and sorrows, and unbelievably, those things get knocked aside as well, until one morning you're picking cherries with your three gown daughters and your husband goes by on the Gator and you are positive that this is all you've ever wanted in the world."
Symphony of Secrets
" 'Every so often, however, we discover another portion of the greater story, another section that was left out. We learn- not everything- but a little more. And because we learn more, the world is a little brighter. Our understanding is a little clearer. I'd like to think our capacity for empathy, for caring, is a little stronger, too.' "