
I mourn my old life here. We barely scraped by, but I knew where I fit in…

waves crash along the battered, lonely lighthouse
soldier on, soldier on
keep your heart close to the ground

“At some point, you have to stop running and turn around and face whoever wants you dead.The hard thing is finding the courage to do it.”

I press the three middle fingers of my left hand against my lips and hold them out in her direction. Then I walk away without looking back.