“Your purpose isn’t to save the world, Nora, or to save Lewis or me, or Mario for that matter. It never was.” “Then what is it?” She could barely get the words out because her throat had closed over a lump. Marlene touched her face. “To be you.” “I’m not sure I know who that is,” Nora whispered. Marlene just smiled and laughed. “Nobody does. That’s why we have each other.”
