What Alice Forgot

She always forgot how pain was so upsetting. Cruel. It hurt your feelings. You just wanted it to stop, please, right now.




Niceness doesn't cure anyone. Why don't you just bring me face-to-face with a few home truths?




Each memory, good and bad, was another invisible thread that bound them together, even when they were foolishly thinking they could lead separate lives.




“Mmmmm.” They would think she was savoring the taste (blueberries, cinnamon, cream—excellent), but she was actually savoring the whole morning, trying to catch it, pin it down, keep it safe before all those precious moments became yet another memory.