She wanted to remember this moment, the warmth of it, and how a terrifyingly unpredictable tiger and a boy could create this magic beyond the pages. She didn’t want to think about whether this moment, this feeling, her own and Leilah’s, would last until the morning. She knew she might never re-create this moment again, but she hoped she could. She believed the book . . . and the list . . . they might bring her mother back to her.
