White Apples
“For women, it's church.""Did you really write that, Vincent? You're a pig." But Isabelle was smiling. She sat with her back to the wall, knees drawn up as far they could go to her chest. On the other side of that wall Ettrich was sitting inside his closet with a flashlight, reading things to her he had written on the wall in there. This had been her idea. Maybe he wrote something there that might help now. Neither of them had any better idea of what to do at the moment."Only the ridiculous surv...ive.""Why would you write that on your wall? In the dark, in a closet?""Because I thought it best to write everything that came to mind so when I was trying to find my way back, something there might ring a bell."Isabelle suddenly felt a big glump in her stomach. Alarmed, she looked down at it. She'd never felt anything like that before—as if someone had dropped a big stone into a still pool. She asked Anjo if he was all right but got noresponse. That was strange, but some•times he didn't talk to her for days.MoreLess
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