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Once when I was little Dad let me try on his hunting jacket. It was huge; it hung to the floor, and it stank. But what I remember most was the weight. As if that coat would break my knees and drag me down and trap me inside and smother me. That's how it felt with Liam. Like I was trapped. Suffocating.

Was that fair? No. Life wasn't fair. Liam proved that. (180)

Peters, Julia Anne. Luna: A Novel. New York: Little, Brown and Company, 2004.