“Finally, she went to the shelf and found the book with the scarlet A on its cover. "Is this is about you?" she asked. I remembered everything, from the moment I saw him on the dock to the moment when he pulled back my hair and raised up a pained longing that no one had ever unleashed. I gave myself to him and if I told it to my daughter, then she would know my secrets. And if I told it truthfully, she would know my pain. And if I told it right, she would learn everything I know about love and desire and the colors; about this world and the hidden world. About the man with the red and gold voice who was almost the ruin of me. And she would know how I survived.”
Book:Hester