The past was dwindling, like something shrinking to a speck in the rear-view mirror, and the future was shining through — Michel Faber, Under the Skin
The past was dwindling, like something shrinking to a speck in the rear-view mirror, and the future was shining through — Michel Faber, Under the Skin
The past was dwindling, like something shrinking to a speck in the rear-view mirror, and the future was shining through — Michel Faber, Under the Skin
The past was dwindling, like something shrinking to a speck in the rear-view mirror, and the future was shining through — Michel Faber, Under the Skin
The past was dwindling, like something shrinking to a speck in the rear-view mirror, and the future was shining through — Michel Faber, Under the Skin
The past was dwindling, like something shrinking to a speck in the rear-view mirror, and the future was shining through — Michel Faber, Under the Skin
The past was dwindling, like something shrinking to a speck in the rear-view mirror, and the future was shining through — Michel Faber, Under the Skin
The past was dwindling, like something shrinking to a speck in the rear-view mirror, and the future was shining through — Michel Faber, Under the Skin
The past was dwindling, like something shrinking to a speck in the rear-view mirror, and the future was shining through — Michel Faber, Under the Skin
The past was dwindling, like something shrinking to a speck in the rear-view mirror, and the future was shining through — Michel Faber, Under the Skin
The past was dwindling, like something shrinking to a speck in the rear-view mirror, and the future was shining through — Michel Faber, Under the Skin
The past was dwindling, like something shrinking to a speck in the rear-view mirror, and the future was shining through — Michel Faber, Under the Skin
The past was dwindling, like something shrinking to a speck in the rear-view mirror, and the future was shining through — Michel Faber, Under the Skin
The past was dwindling, like something shrinking to a speck in the rear-view mirror, and the future was shining through — Michel Faber, Under the Skin
The past was dwindling, like something shrinking to a speck in the rear-view mirror, and the future was shining through — Michel Faber, Under the Skin
The past was dwindling, like something shrinking to a speck in the rear-view mirror, and the future was shining through — Michel Faber, Under the Skin
The past was dwindling, like something shrinking to a speck in the rear-view mirror, and the future was shining through — Michel Faber, Under the Skin
The past was dwindling, like something shrinking to a speck in the rear-view mirror, and the future was shining through — Michel Faber, Under the Skin
The past was dwindling, like something shrinking to a speck in the rear-view mirror, and the future was shining through — Michel Faber, Under the Skin
The past was dwindling, like something shrinking to a speck in the rear-view mirror, and the future was shining through — Michel Faber, Under the Skin
The past was dwindling, like something shrinking to a speck in the rear-view mirror, and the future was shining through — Michel Faber, Under the Skin
The past was dwindling, like something shrinking to a speck in the rear-view mirror, and the future was shining through — Michel Faber, Under the Skin
The past was dwindling, like something shrinking to a speck in the rear-view mirror, and the future was shining through — Michel Faber, Under the Skin
The past was dwindling, like something shrinking to a speck in the rear-view mirror, and the future was shining through — Michel Faber, Under the Skin
The past was dwindling, like something shrinking to a speck in the rear-view mirror, and the future was shining through — Michel Faber, Under the Skin
The past was dwindling, like something shrinking to a speck in the rear-view mirror, and the future was shining through — Michel Faber, Under the Skin
The past was dwindling, like something shrinking to a speck in the rear-view mirror, and the future was shining through — Michel Faber, Under the Skin
The past was dwindling, like something shrinking to a speck in the rear-view mirror, and the future was shining through — Michel Faber, Under the Skin
The past was dwindling, like something shrinking to a speck in the rear-view mirror, and the future was shining through — Michel Faber, Under the Skin
The past was dwindling, like something shrinking to a speck in the rear-view mirror, and the future was shining through — Michel Faber, Under the Skin
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The past was dwindling, like something shrinking to a speck in the rear-view mirror, and the future was shining through the windscreen, demanding her full attention.

— Michel Faber, Under the Skin
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