Fear festers in the imagination. It’s not fear’s fault. That’s just the way it’s made. - Lauren Beukes

No one said it would be pretty, yanking despair out of a woman.

Sometime I think I'd like to torture him to death. Other times, I think I'd forgive him. Because that would be worse.

Everyone lives three versions of themselves; a public life, a private life and a secret life. Watch any kid and how he acts with his friends at school. Ask his momma what he’s like at home. Try and get her to believe the same kid robbed the corner store. ‘Not my boy,’ she’ll say and she’s right. Because her boy wouldn’t do that. But we are different things to different people in different contexts.