Lilac Girls

Somewhere in a corner of our hearts, we are always twenty,” I said. How many times had Mother said that?

“The best of life is but intoxication,” Paul said, as he poured cognac into my glass.

“You have a choice. To wallow in the unfairness of it all or rise above it. Fix it. Let other people in.”

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