Striking & Powerful Quote: “Fear takes me. Terror. It lifts me up, holds me suspended, and then slams me back into its own horror. Claire’s words come back to me. But it’s not Ben.” (Pg327)
Word Image: “Flames are beginning to lick at the edge of the bedspread, but I can neither reach it nor cry out, and so I simply lie there, watching the bedspread catch fire. It begins to smoke, and I close my eyes.” (Pg349)
Sound Image: "There is no change in the music from the curb next door- if anything, it is louder now. They won’t, I think. They will never hear me. I scream again.” (Pg336)
Haiku: From where past was dead. Reality revealed. History reclaimed.
“Fear takes me. Terror. It lifts me up, holds me suspended, and then slams me back into its own horror. Claire’s words come back to me. But it’s not Ben.” (Pg327)
Word Image:
“Flames are beginning to lick at the edge of the bedspread, but I can neither reach it nor cry out, and so I simply lie there, watching the bedspread catch fire. It begins to smoke, and I close my eyes.” (Pg349)
Sound Image:
"There is no change in the music from the curb next door- if anything, it is louder now. They won’t, I think. They will never hear me. I scream again.” (Pg336)
Haiku:
From where past was dead.
Reality revealed.
History reclaimed.