A chasm reminds us that there is a fine line between bravery and idiocy.

“I frown at him. How does he know all this information? And why, after two years…”

“I feel like myself, strong and weak at once - allowed, at least for a little wh…”

“She walks away, and I am too stunned to follow her. At the end of the hallways …”

“I am his, and he is mine, and it has been that way all along.”