Maya was holding Frodo again, and Rain had the sense that the girl was feeling the weight of everything she’d just been through. Larison must have noticed, too, because he went over. Larison held out his hand, and Frodo licked it. “Thinking about Ali?” Larison said. Maya looked down. “Can’t help it.” Larison nodded. “‘Do not be too sad, Sam. You cannot be always torn in two.’” Rain assumed it was a line from The Lord of the Rings. A good line. When Maya looked up, her eyes were wet. “Tom told me you were scary,” she said. “Maybe he doesn’t know you.”
