"what Did You Do?" I Scream. "you

Dauntless: Being Brave In The Midst Of Fear.

I Have Discovered That Sitting Still Leaves Little Spaces For The Grief To Get In, So I Stay Busy.

Sorry, Am I Being Rude?" She Asks. "i'm Used To Saying Whatever Is On My Mind. Mom Used To Say That Politeness Is Deception In Pretty Packaging

And Sometimes, If You Want The Truth, You Have To Demand It.

Yes," She Says, Her Eyes Bright With Tears. "my Dear Child, You've Done So Well.