How do you know yer alive if you don't hurt?

No," I say firmly. "If you ever doubt anything here, if you ever not know what to think or who to trust, you trust Todd, okay? You remember that.

Here is the boy, drowning.

Know yourself and go in swinging, if it hurts when you hit, it might be real, too.

You love him," he says. Not an asking, just a fact. "I do," I say. Also a fact.

Here I am. Here we are. Here we go. Here is all that matters.

A knife is only as good as the one who wields it.