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That was all that mattered, getting some of the words out before they piled too full inside you.
She was unsociable and peculiar, not the kind of person anyone wanted to stick with.
From him, she’d learned to be careful of how much she loved anyone.
She didn’t know what her mood would be, but she could try to guide it the way she wanted.
Raven loved it, but she was afraid to say so until she knew if Mama liked it.
Ellis liked that about her, her refusal to explain herself.
“You drove all the way to Florida to ask a witch to take a spell off you?”
Confronting my mortality twice in five minutes is a bit much.”
“Caveat emptor,”
She didn’t feel the presence of earth spirits there. Perhaps they had left.
powerful beings were compassionate no matter who believed in them.
Raven wondered if people went to whatever afterlife they believed in.
You’re a miracle. Keep that in mind and hold your head high.”
She wished she could tell him. She wanted to feel the way she had the night she’d sneaked into his house. The warmth of his body beneath his blanket. His arm around her.
But lying to the people she loved hurt.
She didn’t want Mama to be a bad person.
Hatred was an addictive emotion, and it thrived best with frequent injections that kept the high going.
“That’s the point of indoctrination,” River said, “to make you think what you believe was your idea all along.”
This time she wasn’t a witch luring him into her dark wood. He knew everything, yet he said he would stay. She didn’t need a spell anymore.
Not one experience shared for sixteen years. Suddenly knotted together more by pain than blood.
The poet Walt Whitman called a leaf of grass ‘the journey-work of the stars.’”
She never would trust fate. It always did what it wanted. Fate didn’t give a damn how good a person was, or how innocent a baby, before it swept them away.
Ellis loved how full her house felt. With family, new friends, laughter, healing. She nearly cried during dinner more than once.
magnificent sensation overcame her. As if her heart had been a bud that was suddenly blooming, growing so big, it might not fit inside her body.
