“Her mind had been a blank story for so many years, and, suddenly, all the pages were filled with lost memories.”
― Rachel M. Greenebaum

“Angelica didn’t care if she was forbidden from doing something because she relished in the challenge of finding the answer. She needed to know everything because a lack of knowledge terrified her. Angelica was forever afraid of things she didn’t know or didn’t understand. Thus, she opened the attic door…”
― Rachel M. Greenebaum

“People could leave her; they could die. Something you loved so much could be taken away from you in seconds. Therefore, she decided to let no one else in. No one could hurt her that way.”
― Rachel Greenebaum

“She said nothing for a moment, unsure what exactly to say. She loved him with every breath she took. She would do anything for him. How could she word her affections? Moisture assembled in her eyes, and, to her surprise, a tear trickled down her cheek. There were many things she’d like to say, but she didn’t know how.”
― Rachel M. Greenebaum

“Angelica was thankful for the silence, however. Sometimes silence was the best comfort.”
― Rachel Greenebaum

“It was more than that, he said, looking down briefly at her. Love fades when you die. I am clearly dead, but my love for her hasn't diminished. It still burns inside me like a flicker in a flame.”
― Rachel M. Greenebaum, The Wales Boy