Francia don’t look too convinced. I never seen arms so crossed.
We have to lie to ourselves to live. Otherwise, we'd go crazy.
...and I have this stupid little thought that Aaron didn't survive the croc attack after all, that he died but he's so pissed off at me that dying didn't stop him from coming here to kill me anyway.
How do you know yer alive if you don't hurt?
He was still alive. Which was the worst thing that could have happened.
I remember the ache I used to feel when she got too close, how it felt like grief, how it felt like a loss, like I was falling, falling into nothing, how it clenched me up and made me want to weep, made me actually weep.