The Halo Effect

by Anne D. LeClaire

Once I would not have believed this, but now I understand too well that there is in all of us, even the most pacific and composed, an enormous capacity for rage, asleep maybe but present nonetheless, waiting for the single thing that will uncage it. A

Think me a fool if you will. Or weak. But don’t judge if you yourself haven’t been lost, despairing. You may think you know how you’d behave, but the truth is we have no idea of what we will do when faced with a nightmare. We like to believe we will be brave, the person who jumps in the way of danger to save another, the person who will face horror with resolve and courage, who, when tested, will rise up. But believe me when I say we have no idea.