More Than Words: A Love Story

by Mia Sheridan

She opened her mouth to speak, but then seemed to change her mind. She stared at me for another moment before saying softly, “I’m here to save you.”

Is this the true definition of bravery: being afraid but acting anyway?

For how is there bravery if there is no fear?

I walked quickly to the bathroom, where I flushed the condom and wet a washcloth with warm water.

That is SO bad for the pipes

I am not afraid. I was born to do this. —Joan of Arc

And so my message to you, reader of my words, knower of my heart, is this: I questioned once whether the winds of fate are benevolent or merciless. I know now—believe—with every fiber of my being, that they are only good.