“What Mara didn’t see was that this time with Pearl was the gloaming: that space between day and night, that lowering of the sky, when the light pales to blue and everything is outlined in gold. It’s the most beautiful part of the day – the golden hour, the photographer’s favourite. But it can’t last. To stay in the gloaming is to hold off the night. But if the night never comes, then neither can the day.”
