A single gentle rain makes the grass many shades greener. So our prospects brighten . . .

But remember, child, we may all have our own story and destiny, and sometimes our seemingly bad fortune, but we're all part of a greater story too. One that transcends the soil, the wind, time even our own tears. Greater stories will have their way.

Father says it will come in time. “Time heals,” he says. I don’t tell him that I don’t know what time is.

Do certain events in our lives leave a permanent mark, freezing a piece of us in time, and that becomes a touchstone that we measure the rest of our lives against?

There are all kinds of friends you make in life... But there's something different about someone who spreads their wings with you.

He believes me. But that is nothing new. He always did because I was a rule follower. I played by the rules he understood. But there are new rules now, ones he doesn't know yet. He'll learn. Just as I'm learning.

It can take years to mold a dream. It takes only a fraction of a second for it to be shattered.