Pretty words

I'm at my oldies' place for Easter and a suit fitting (for the wedding of JH and SB, not a court appearance).

Most of my literary hoard's here. One of the sentimental treasures is a signed, first-edition hardcover of Lucius Shephard's "The Scalehunter's Beautiful Daughter".

An award-winning novella, its closing lines are burnt into my brain:

"From that day forward she lived happily ever after. Except for the dying at the end. And the heartbreak in between."