The first time I had come apart and had hidden my face in my hands. Now, I remembered something she had told me: that deep within her stillness and solitude, her spirit was healing itself in the unreachable places, mining the riches and ores that lay concealed in the most inaccessible passages of her mind. And, she had added, she could not hurt herself when she was not moving, only cleanse herself, only prepare for the day when she reached again for the light. When she reached for that light, I planned
