"I looked down, feeling her separateness, sensing the absolute distance between us. Who had she been, this woman I had admirned but barely known? What had empowered her, brought her pain, brought her peace? What had brought her to this terrible end? And I knew with sad certainty that it was only here, only now, in this last, quiet moment, that Rosemary Robbins could be whatever woman she was. In a little while, she would be the coroner's corpse, the cops' homocide, the DA's murder victim, the media's crime of the hour. Each of us, the living, would dissect her, construct her, imagine her, compose her as it suited our purposes, our needs. It was only in this moment, her death just discovered and not yet acknowledged, that she could be simply and purely herself, whoever she had been."For me, as the author, this passage is at the core of the book. What does it suggest to you? How does China go about the task of discovering Rosemary's identity? How is that theme related to the main mystery plot - the search for the identity of Rosemary's killer?
"Grow for two ends, it matters not at all,How are rosemary's paradoxical associations with death and marriage important to the book?
Be't for my bridal or my burial."
Your reading group might enjoy refreshments made from one of China's recipes. You can check out the recipes at the back of most of the books, at Thyme for Tea or in one of the monthly Tea Parties. Or you can try this recipe, which is related to the book's theme or signature herb:
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