Saturday, April 30, 2011

The Invisible Circus

"'Tomorrow they'll be so far,' she said. 'And we'll just be here, isn't that weird?' always with a wistfulness that betrayed her envy of passengers traveling through the night at high speed. It was a mystery to Phoebe, her sister's envy; why, when she and Faith were so clearly the winners, curled in warm beds, with Grandma's rough starched sheets pulled tight across their chests? Given a choice, who wouldn't choose home?"

The Invisible Circus, p. 206
By Jennifer Egan
Published 1995

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