Goddamn, Sometimes It Hurt To Be Free.

It Isn’t About Being At The Same School Or The Same Town Or Even The Same Room. It’s About Being Together. Love Is A Choice You Make.

The Measure Of A Society Is Its Compassion.

Nobody's Strong Enough To Be A Parent. We Just Do It, Blindly, Going Forward On Faith And Love And Hope. That's All It Is...being Afraid...and Going On.

Alice Started To Cry. It Came With No Sound, No Shuddering, No Childlike Hysterics, Just A Soul-deep Release That Turned Into Moisture And Dripped Down Her Puffy Pink Cheeks. She Touched Her Tears, Frowning. Then She Looked Up At Julia And Whimpered Two Words Before She Fell Asleep. ‘real Hurts.’

Then He Left Her There, Standing Alone, Surrounded By Word Ghosts; Things She Could Have Said.