❝ –– 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.
Teddy: I’m seeing signs of PTSD in Peyton and I hate to see her go through what I did. I dealt with it so badly that I’m not sure what to even say to her without being a hypocrite.