FineDayJane

Stories from my life and other writing…

#46 exquisite

Posted by Jane Lancaster on September 8, 2011

The lower half of his face was puckered, his mouth turned down as if he were going to cry, and the honesty in his face was that of age which has the same expression, sleeping and waking, and not of youth who’s power and pride change to helpless innocence the moment it falls asleep.

Janet Frame, Faces in the Water.

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