P.130 ‘Not a major crash — it means that everything lies in the future for
her. With a little forethought she could die in a unique vehicle collision,
one that would transform all our dreams and fantasies. The man who dies in
that crash with her…’
P.168 Yet, as he moved around the apartment, taking a shower and changing
his clothes, Vaughan was self-consciously absorbed in these fading images,
straightening their curling corners as if frightened that when they finally
vanished his own identity would also cease to matter. I saw this attempt at
tagging himself, to fix his identity by marking it upon some external event,
as we drove along the expressways that evening.