“Speaking was a habit she’d gotten into years ago, in the distant past, and that she’d stopped she felt no desire to start again. It was pointless anyway – all the blah-blah-blabbing and, still, no one understood each other.”

“Speaking was a habit she’d gotten into years ago, in the distant past, and that she’d stopped she felt no desire to start again. It was pointless anyway – all the blah-blah-blabbing and, still, no one understood each other.”
Yes your words are very true. Some days I just feel like closing myself up with a book and not talking to anybody. It is so much better to just be with the characters in the book. They almost become your best friends. As if you know every habit and preferences of that person. The experience is wonderful and so is your book shelf.
Best wishes from The Strong Traveller and have a great day
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I am reading another book by Mary Beth Keane. It is called Fever and is a fictional account of Typhoid Mary. It is very good.
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