Quotes By Author: Bonnie-Sue Hitchcock

“Dad?” But he’s still looking out the window, not at me. I walk over and lean my head against his shoulder. His green raincoat is wet and smooth and stinky, like an orca’s nose. He smells of salt and wind and more love for me that I probably deserve. He pats my hair and, as if he’s talking to the ocean, says, “You should have just asked.”

“It suddenly dawns on me that there is a big difference between feeling tired and being weak.”