The Story Collector

by Evie Woods

‘Grief is a dark labyrinth to navigate, even when you are an adult, but to lose someone so close as a child … it’s understandable that you struggled to comprehend it.’

‘If I’m honest, I thought it would kill me. The grief. But you know what’s worse? It doesn’t kill you. You go on, living … surviving, whether you want to or not. And Hazel—’ His voice caught in his throat.