Perhaps this is just punishment for those who have been heartless, to understand only when nothing can be undone. - Khaled Hosseini

I don't know what this feather means, the story of it, but I know it means he was thinking of me. For all these years. He remembered me.

I didn't remember what month that was, or what year even. I only knew the memory lived in me, a perfectly encapsulated morsel of a good past, a brushstroke of color on the gray, barren canvas that our lives had become.

It's wrong to hurt even bad people. Because they don't know any better, and because bad people sometimes become good.