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Sometimes it was harder to change the past than it was the future.
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future
past
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All the birds who were never born, all the songs that were never sung and so can only exist in the imagination. And this one is Teddy's.
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imagination
heartwrenching
teddy-todd
alternate-universe
twist-ending
tearjerker
kate-atkinson
last-lines
heartbreaking
what-if
ending
sad
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She fed him scraps from her ragbag because words were all that were left now. Perhaps he could use them to pay the ferryman. The air rippled and shimmered. Time narrowed to a pinpoint. It was about to happen.
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death
edward-thomas
gerard-manley-hopkins
john-keats
kate-atkinson
literary-allusions
literary-quotes
william-blake
william-wordsworth
quotes
beautiful
william-shakespeare
dying
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Across the world millions of lives are altered by the absence of the dead, but three members of Teddy's last crew--Clifford the bomb-aimer, Fraser, the injured pilot, and Charlie, the tail-end Charlie--all bail out successfully from and see out the rest of the war in a POW camp. On their return they all marry and have children, fractals of the future.
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butterfly-effect
ripple-effect
alternate-universe
twist-ending
kate-atkinson
fractals
ending
dead
survivors
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The clock had been Sylvie's, and her mother's before that. It had gone to Ursula on Sylvie's death and Ursula had left it to Teddy, and so it had zigzagged its way down the family tree... ...The clock was a good one, made by Frodsham and worth quite a bit, but Teddy knew if he gave it to Viola she would sell it or misplace it or break it and it seemed important to him that it stayed in the family. An heirloom. ('Lovely word,' Bertie said.) He liked to think that the little golden key that wound it, a key that would almost certainly be lost by Viola, would continue to be turned by the hand of someone who was part of the family, part of his blood. The red thread.
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family
heirloom
red-string-of-fate
the-red-thread
kate-atkinson
generations
blood
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Was there a poet who written about skylarks?
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skylarks
kate-atkinson
poet
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And with a massive roar the fifth wall comes down and the house of fiction falls, taking Viola and Sunny and Bertie with it. They melt into thin air and disappear. Pouf!
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fiction
alternate-universe
fifth-wall
twist-ending
kate-atkinson
ending
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And when all else is gone, Art remains.
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art-remains
kate-atkinson
art
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