“And don’t worry about the journey to healing, Ave. It’s okay to go slow,” I swore. “Go slow,” she echoed with a nod. “I think that’s what I need to do. I need to go slow.” “Take your time.” “I know I don’t deserve it, but…” She stepped away and gave me a small, broken smile. “Thank you for walking with me.” I grinned back. “My favorite steps yet.”
