“She feels the anger quiet into a briny resentment. The bitterness floats like an inkblot in her mind’s eye.”
Hala Alyan“The sea was like another member of the household, a recalcitrant child at times, a soothing aunt at others. She crooned them awake; she crooned them to sleep. Everywhere, there was the smell of salt.”
Hala Alyan, Salt Houses“She still loves him. This is the fact she wakes up to each morning. She checks it, sometimes, a tongue probing an aching tooth, making sure it still hurts.”
Hala Alyan, Salt Houses“She feels the anger quiet into a briny resentment. The bitterness floats like an inkblot in her mind’s eye.”
Hala Alyan, Salt Houses