She said: "This is how it happens: a small stone finds its way into your bed at night and in digs itself into your heart without your knowing it. It feasts on your heart and little by little you begin to feel old and tired and without love. You hardly know what has become of you, but the longer the stone stays within you the stronger it becomes. And the stronger it becomes, the weaker you get. The stone turns your heart into sorrow at first and later into stone itself. On day you will wake and you will fall and you will break into a million tiny little pieces, splinters of stone that will hide themselves between the floor boards of your house where they will wait for the next one to come and call to them.

Stumble It!