Pg. 197

"As I've said, it wasn't until a long time afterwards- long after I'd left the Cottages- that I realised just how significant our little encounter in the churchyard had been. I was upset at the time, yes. But I didn't believe it to be anything so different from other tiffs we'd had. it never occurred to me that our lives, until then so closely interwoven, could unravel and separate over a thing like that. 


But the fact was, I suppose, there were powerful tides tugging us apart by then, and it only needed something like that to finish the task. If we'd understood that back then- who knows?- maybe we'd have kept a tighter hold of one another"

I got the shudders reading this over and over again. It hit a chink.