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Later, she’ll look back at this moment and wonder why there was no warning, no sense of the horrors that would unfold in that house.
“If you want to receive the good things the universe has for you, Em, you can’t have ugly thoughts blocking the path. We have to let go of pain and resentment if we want the gifts we deserve.”
Made her think she was somebody when really she was just a part of a somebody’s story.”
“He died,” she says. She is struck, as she always is, by how small those words are, how simple. How they sum up what happened and don’t come anywhere close to capturing the horror, all at once.
People are never just gone, after all. There are always marks, always signs.
How is it that someone can bring out the very best and the very worst of you all at once?
