I look down at our linked fingers as I loosen my grasp, but he regains his grip on me. “No, don’t let go of me,” he says.

“I waited at least two hours. I'd begun to think that he'd given up on me in the…”

“If you had hope, maybe you could find a way to make things change,. Because if …”

“The berries. I realize the answer to who I am lies in that handful of poisonous…”

“Since I’ve been home I’ve been trying hard to mend my relationship with my moth…”