““You don’t want to talk to him,” my mom decided. I left the lamp and held her eyes. I wasn’t so sure I would like it if mine looked like hers either. I walked away and knocked the lamp off the table as I did, letting it shatter. ”
“The girls tell me that’s all that matters. Three words. Empty and loud and secret. Sticky like the summer heat. I pull at my cheeks to bring out a pink that does not exist. Because there is a boy.”
“All four of the Davis siblings were relaxing similarly under the impression that they were to be the ones who would be getting their hands on the generator. At that very same moment, Andrew Davis Senior began to excitedly write down a grocery list for the store two towns over where they still had power.”
“In the kitchen, the walls weep. No one curls under the table or squeezes beneath the sink. Water from the hose surges across the tiles, destroying all in its wake. The house hisses in protest, steam rising where the attack is beating back the blaze. ”
“This house was the last construction and they built it right over my ear. I do not sleep consistently; now I understand why little people are who they become and sometimes I sleep for years because I understand. I belong to this family because I know them like no one else.”
— "How to be A Daughter: Perspectives of The Immortal Giant," Melodie DaRosa, Vol 3
