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“In my professional opinion,” Jasmine said, “what Molly’s trying to say is: ‘I wish a bitch would.’ ”
“They don’t have a word for what she is,” he said finally. “They’re all inadequate.”
The image of a lovely old woman whose survival she was responsible for, removing her life vest as she swam deeper into the plane.
As their bodies melted together, their hearts beat in sync. Their breath flowed as one. Mother and child, one indistinguishable from the other. Forgiveness. Acceptance. Peace. And love. Concepts became sensations became knowledge became known. And as Chris felt this understanding expand from her body to a place beyond, everything else faded away.
