I've done it all before, I tell myself, and I can do it again. Trust is the strongest weapon.

The seeds are tiny, unborn things, and I resent them. They'll be planted and they'll grow into exactly what they're meant to be.

We'll squeeze every second that we can from our lives, because we're young, and we have plenty of years to grow. We'll grow until we're braver. We'll grow until our bones ache and our skin wrinkles and our hair goes white, and until our hearts decide, at last, that it's time to stop.

I can hear my brother's voice in my head. Your problem is that you're too emotional. But how can I not be emotional, Rowan? How can I not care?

I wonder what it’s like for her, looking so much like a dead girl.

What have you done? What have you given up?' So many things, Cecily. More than you know.

And if I have to die trying, I will get out of here.