Cherish (Crave #6)

by Tracy Wolff

My whole life, my parents told me I was too empathetic, that I had to learn to let some things go. But I’ve never been any good at that—even before discovering I was a gargoyle. I know some people can move on when bad things are happening, and I don’t judge them for it. After all, most of the time it’s just how they survive. But I can’t do it. The gargoyle in me wants to right every wrong. It wants to protect people who can’t protect themselves and balance the scales of justice for every single person in the world who needs it.

People died. Hearts were broken. Wars were won and lost. And none of that can be diminished. None of that can be forgotten. The past is what it is. It can’t be changed, but it can be understood. It can’t be forgotten, but it can be accepted. And maybe, just maybe, if we’re very, very careful, it can be mended.

A good leader should be afraid, he continues, speaking inside me. She should be worried that she will make a mistake so that she works hard to avoid doing just that. But she must also know when to let that fear go and believe in herself and the vision she has for her people.