There is a rustle of dead leaves. Dried sap, a branch crack, the whirring teeth of Mr. Omaru's saw. My father--my real father--is a limb that got axed off the family tree a long time ago now. My mother coughs and cleans phantom juices off her silver with a cloth doily. My sisters clench their knives. Karen Russell
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This quote is essentially a hypothetical situation that could happen to any of us. It speaks of the way that life can go, and how no matter how hard we try, there are times when we will not be able to get what we want. This is because of other people who either want something better than us or simply don’t want anything at all. Sometimes the only way to get what you want is to get rid of what you don’t want.

Source: St. Lucys Home For Girls Raised By Wolves

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