She reminded me of the sea; the way she came dancing towards you, wild and beautiful, and just when she was almost close enough to touch she'd rush away again.

“I didn't understand right away what she meant. But her words soaked through my …”

“... I'll tell her about Tia. I'll tell her how beautiful she was and how brave.…”

“You don't tell anyone things like that about your friends, even when you're mad…”

“Sometimes it's better to live without a mother than not to live at all.”