“Nestled... In the dappled Spring sunlight peeking through oaks, maples, and Tulip poplar is a country house with pale-yellow siding. Across a corner of the weathered, wooden-slatted front porch, a vine lazily stretches to find a spot in the sun.”
“You answer to the light within, not to the shadows in others’ minds.”
“A romantic," said Nightingale much, much later. "The most dangerous people on Earth.”
“Negative. "Mouth closed, politely.”
“I'm rambling again. Wandering off the point. But this is the true story of my wasted life...”