Susan Crandall

A body can't run from what they done. They carry it with them inside. It fester and spread like poison if it's buried. It gotta be out in the air where it can heal.

She leaned down so she was looking right in my eyes. "You hear me, child. you can't use other folks' bad behavior to excuse your own. When we got a choice, we keep Jesus in our hearts and don't do nothing that would make him ashamed.

My daddy says that when you do somethin' to distract you from your worstest fears, it's like whistlin' past the graveyard. You know, making a racket to keep the scaredness and the ghosts away. He says that's how we get by sometimes. But it's not weak, like hidin'...it's strong. It means you're able to go on.

My daddy always said being brave wasn__ not being scared. Being brave was keeping going when you were.

I know you didn__ see the violence and need for control in him in the beginning, but I__ sure it was there. Nothing you did turned him into such an abusive man. And you _ well, you just didn__ see your own value before that. It__ an easy thing for a woman to overlook. We__e taught from the cradle that men rule.

She slammed down the phone. The sharp bang shattered my heart like a bottle hitting the sidewalk