“there are between life partners sliding layers of history, tectonic plates of it shifting over the decades together.”

“there are between life partners sliding layers of history, tectonic plates of it shifting over the decades together.”

“Sometimes when she woke from a flabbergasting dream Liz would lie very still to see if she could net it before it fled; perfectly still, eyes closed, not moving her head, as if the slightest shift would tip the story-bearing liquid, break its fragile meniscus and spill the night’s elusive catch.”

“there are between life partners sliding layers of history, tectonic plates of it shifting over the decades together.”