little snippets:
"No amount of self-sufficiency could dispel the craving he still felt for that person we no longer talked about; that person who'd taken him apart and left a piece missing that none of us could find."
"His life meant more to me than anything, and now his death did, for it left an anguished hole impossible to fill."
"'He came back to you,' my brother said as I lay across my bed in the darkness. There was a pulse, a faint miraculous pulse, my brother said, that could not be felt before he laid the rabbit in my arms. And as he did, god opened his eyes and his paw brushed across my cheek.
'He came back to say goodbye.'
Then he should have stayed, was all I kept thinking."
<When God Was a Rabbit>
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