“That was one of my moments, honey.” “One of your moments?” She nodded, her helmet of dark hair wobbling. “See, there are moments in life—sometimes they’re big, sometimes small. Some are happy, like meeting the man you’ll marry or having a baby. But sometimes they’re ugly. It’s the moments that make us who we are. The day I opened the door to the trailer? That was one of them moments. It changed me.”
