❝ –– perhaps it’s true that things can change in a day. and when they do, those few dozen hours, like the salvaged remains of a burned house—the charred clock, the singed photograph, the scorched furniture—must be resurrected from the ruins and examined. and suddenly, they become the bleached bones of a story.
“Harsh on you? I’m just telling it like it is,” Teddy said fiercely. “You broke her heart, you know. Arizona made one mistake, and you couldn’t find it in yourself to forgive her?”