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“Your nightmares,” said Jade, “sound like what someone would make up about nightmares.”
She drew her finger down the middle of my chest. “Where have you broken?” she whispered. Then she zipped it back up. “Where have you healed?”
“Tragedy isn’t capital,” says Gretel. “It doesn’t buy you anything. It doesn’t automatically make you a better person. And it certainly doesn’t make people fall in love with you.”
That’s like saying a shadow isn’t defined by the sun.”
“I’m afraid that I don’t believe me,” says Gretel. “I’m afraid that I don’t know what to believe. My own brother doesn’t even believe me. He was there.”
