图书馆里泡着，偶然的浏览到这本书，不经意的打开，却牵动心弦的读了下去。
文字优美流畅，情感真挚动人，以往总觉得英文没有中文细腻，这本书却令人感到正是英文的朦胧造就了它无尽的韵味。
Holly held the blue cotton sweater to her face and the familiar smell immediately struck her, an overwhelming grief knotting her stomach and pulling at her heart. Pins and needles ran up the back of her neck and a lump in her throat threatened to choke her. Panic took over. Apart from the low hum of the fridge and the occasional moaning of the pipes, the house was quiet. She was alone. Bile rose in her throat and she ran to the bathroom, where she collapsed to her knees before the toilet........