I know what it does to you, I know. Maybe that’s why we hold on as hard as we do. We just can’t believe that such a miracle can happen to us twice. But it...
—Laura Zigman
Hope erodes slowly, over time, until you wake up one night at three o’clock in the morning and realize: I am not meant for that kind of thing.
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