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“To speak of ‘trying againâ€� while her ghost was still in the room was an insult to both the child gone before and the child that might come after. The child before might be merely a precursor, a practice run, a whole person deemed sufficiently remembered and loved; while the child after might be a bandaid child, a second child, a replacement child. Without time taken to wait â€� not until the first child was forgotten but until the hideous burning fire of grief had dulled â€� neither child could be fully a person, but just a function of the other.”
― Anna Spargo-Ryan, The Paper House

“I hate Rosebud.â€� She laughed. ‘My mother live there.â€�
‘Your mother?� Sylvia had the drooped look of a Basset Hound. Eighty, at least.
‘You do not look at me like that. My mother one hundred and three years old and she still ring me to make sure I eat vegetables. I say to her, Mama, I will be dead in the ground just so you stop bugging me.”
― Anna Spargo-Ryan, The Paper House