Jodie didn’t know how to say it. “I . . . gave up,” she blurted. “No one fought for me . . . and I didn’t fight for me. I just let it pass me by. I gave up. Right at the beginning.” “Gave up? On what?” Claude sounded even more baffled now. “On me. On everything. I mean, ‘gave up’ is generous. I never even tried. And now I’m stuck.” Somehow, she’d frozen in time.
