Todays quotation is from Nemesis Games by James S. A. Corey.
A mother could love her daughter more than life itself the way the stories told, or she could hate the girl’s guts. Or both. A sister and brother could get along or fight each other or pass by in a kind of uncomfortable indifference.
And if real relationship-by-blood shared descent could mean any of those things, maybe family was always a metaphor.