It isn't a bad story, but I had a hard time getting over the feeling that not a whole lot was happening in the first half of the book, which makes it difficult to sit down and commit to story. After the 75% point things took an active turn. I really did love the ending, but I can't see myself re-reading this book because of it's slow build up.
"...one time, we broke into a house and actually cleaned it. That's the kind of thing only a girl would do. Outlaw certainly, but homemaker, too."
"...she is attached to him, as usual. He compensates for it, like someone with a disability does, learning to move with her, forgetting after a while that this isn't the way he has always walked."
"I see people stealing glances at us when they think we're not looking. Maybe that always happens at funerals, those looks, maybe they happen all the time, but families never notice because they're facing forward, looking at the coffin and not the congregation."
"[The witches] are the only ones who are not treating this as a solemn occasion. They talk quietly among themselves, greeting others as they come in. Death isn't the same for the witches ... because they don't attach the prospect of eternal damnation to it."
"People are defined, finally, by the good works they do."
"I realize the selfishness of children. We love them, and we revolve around their universes, but they don't revolve around ours."
"Friendly fire, as if there is any such thing."
"Even three thousand miles away in California, as far as I can get without falling off the edge of the earth, I can still see May's light."
"In this moment he understood the draw of redemption. He understood why people wanted to be born again. Accept Jesus and you get a free ticket to heaven. No matter what you did in the past or would do in the future. When you were saved, you were saved. No penance. No Hail Marys, no moral inventories, no ninth-step amends. The Calvinists preached fire and brimstone, but only to the unsaved: the Catholics, the Jews, the Wiccans. The insiders were protected. A few indulgences and some tithing bought you an insurance policy. Who the hell wouldn't want to join a religion like that?"
"It's bad luck to watch people until they are out of sight."
"You aren't supposed to swim if you fall into 50 degree or colder water. You are supposed to just stay there, using as little energy as possible and wait until someone recuses you. If you start to swim, you'll force all your blood to you extremities and away from your vital organs. You'll die a hell of a lot faster that way."
"Her hair was blowing, and so was the gown. She looked like a goddess from some Greek myth. A wave of jealousy hit me hard. Not just because she was standing there so beautiful, with Jack looking up at her like that, but because the entire scenario seemed so completely staged. She must have been standing there for a while just waiting for us to see her ... it was so calculated it was ludicrous, and I couldn't believe Jack would actually be stupid enough to fall for it."
"'This island doesn't have a name. That sandbar over there has a name - they even named that, but they never named this place. It slipped through the cracks.'
"'Maybe it doesn't really exist. Maybe we're the ones who have slipped through the cracks.'"
"You're an interesting woman. You walk that line. The one between the real world and the world of the possible."
"Sometimes running away was exactly what you should do. Sometimes the only thing you could do was run away and never look back."
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