Grief was a place, Sara understood, where a person went alone. It was like a room without doors, and what happened in that room, all the anger and the pain you felt, was meant to stay there, nobody’s business but yours.
One question I ask every character is this: What’s the stone you wear around your neck? By this I mean the secret weight that every person carries, the pain that’s always with them, even if (and especially if) it’s something they don’t talk about. I think of it as “the past that’s always present.” For Michael and Sara, the stone is their parents’ suicide—the great unmentionable tragedy of their lives. It shapes nearly everything they do (Sara is a healer; Michael, a problem solver) and it’s the bedrock of their bond.
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