Quotes from Susan Elderkin

It's not the letter she imagined she would write, but once you start, all the other letters you've ever written in your life have a way of creeping in.

Outside, the coo shadows that lurk under rocks and beneath houses during the day have crept out for their night-time prowl. Fingers of them climb up my legs beneath mu nightie, chasing out the warmth of my bed. Cold beats hot, like stone beats scissors and paper beats stone.