“I used to play a game where I imagined that someone had abandoned me in a strange place & I had to find my way back home-I thought I could do it blind, the same way a lost dog might trek a thousand miles to return to its owner, relying on some mysterious instinct that drew the heart back to where it belonged.”
Laura McHugh“... nostalgia was once thought to be a mental illness or a physical affliction; for me, it was both.”
Laura McHugh, Arrowood“I used to play a game where I imagined that someone had abandoned me in a strange place & I had to find my way back home-I thought I could do it blind, the same way a lost dog might trek a thousand miles to return to its owner, relying on some mysterious instinct that drew the heart back to where it belonged.”
Laura McHugh, Arrowood“We all had dreams, regrets, accomplishments, people we'd loved and disappointed, and at some point, for each of us, those earthly concerns would fall away, our lives replaced in an instant by darkness or--if you believed--light. Sometimes deaths came too soon, sometimes not soon enough, and only for certain sinners did it come at a time of one's choosing.”
Laura McHugh, Arrowood“Nobody special had come around to replace Duane, and she was moping, going to bed alone every night with a box of Velveeta and a fork.”
Laura McHugh, The Weight of Blood