Her eyes take on that suspicious, wounded look girls get when they know they've fallen off the top rung of friendship and someone else has passed them, but they don't know when or how the change took place.

I am for hockey. I find I should like to hit something with a stick. -Gemma Doyle Trilogy

Sometimes we seek that which we are not yet ready to find.

In them, she saw the sham of her life laid out like a book, the foolish belief that she, that anyone, could escape the consequences of this world, could flee from death. That was the deceit. The true serpent in the garden.

Ain't that a sight? With all the things we know and learn, we still ain't touched the big mysteries -- where we come from, where we go next, why we even her. And when something truly miraculous happens, we run and hide in our caves. We deny.

Without further warning, the sky opens up and cries.

Memphis found his smile. 'You know me, sir. I don't wear worry.