“Does anyone ever get tired of being brave, Prosper?” I put my tiny hand in his.
He squeezed it gently and said,” Sure they do little darlin’, people get tired of being brave all the time.”
“What happens then, Prosper?” I was looking at him now, the weight of the world on my shoulders.
I heard something catch in the back of his throat and he had to clear it before he went on. “Why they call on someone who has some brave left over, that’s what they do honey.”
“Prosper?”
“Yes Raine?”
“Do you have any brave left over?”
“Little darlin’, just so happens I been saving up a bunch of brave just for you.”
―
Paula Marinaro,
Game Changer
