❝ –– perhaps it’s true that things can change in a day. and when they do, those few dozen hours, like the salvaged remains of a burned house—the charred clock, the singed photograph, the scorched furniture—must be resurrected from the ruins and examined. and suddenly, they become the bleached bones of a story.
❝ I’m not afraid. Not of anything– Not of this. The worst has happened and I survived it. I made it through – barely, but I did. And that is no small miracle. ❞
No, it’s herself she’s afraid of…
“Everyone has f e a r s , Amelia. It’s what makes
us h u m a n . But what makes us brave is
to stop running from the darkness, to turn off the lights and face what we
fear. I know that y ou’re brave, so what is it that you’re scared of?” Teddy asked
again. She wasn’t going to let Amelia into that OR until she was one hundred
percent sure she was ready.
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