Report, if you have a problem with this page“ Mom loved my brother more. Not that she didn't love me - I felt the wash of her love every day, pouring over me, but it was a different kind, siphoned from a different, and tamer, body of water. I was her darling daughter; Joseph was her it. ”
Aimee Bender
From : The Particular Sadness of Lemon Cake
