She reaches over and places her shaky hand atop mine, giving it a gentle squeeze. “Thank you for doing this for me. For giving me back a part of my soul.” Emotion clogs my throat. “It’s just a book.” She shakes her head as she smiles at me. “No…you’ve given me back something that I thought I wouldn’t get to experience again before I died. To hear about a world created from another person’s mind. You’ve given me joy, Grayson, and I will be eternally grateful to you for that.”
