“To the sea. Among strangers. The rest of her life would be played out, she feared, among strangers.”
“She remembered the day Tomas realized she was his daughter, the way the emotions rippled across his face like wind on water…”
“The train rocked, its wheels endlessly clacketed on the rails, a vast sewing maching stitching America together, and its lulling rhythm was the closest she got to sleep on that journey.”
“They were sons of rocks and spines.”
(Queen of America, Urrea) …and Im only on page 13
