What did I do to make Mommy leave?”
“You didn’t do anything. This isn’t your fault.”
“Then why?” she’d wailed.
“I don’t know,” her daddy had said, and he looked so sad.
“It isn’t fair!”
“No, it isn’t, baby. Not by a mile. The world’s only as fair as you can make it. Takes a lot of fight. A lot of fight. But if you stay in here, in your own little cave, that’s one less fighter on the side of fair.

Auteur: Libba Bray

What did I do to make Mommy leave?”<br />“You didn’t do anything. This isn’t your fault.”<br />“Then why?” she’d wailed.<br />“I don’t know,” her daddy had said, and he looked so sad.<br />“It isn’t fair!”<br />“No, it isn’t, baby. Not by a mile. The world’s only as fair as you can make it. Takes a lot of fight. A lot of fight. But if you stay in here, in your own little cave, that’s one less fighter on the side of fair. - Libba Bray


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