“ It was still late summer elsewhere, but here, high in Appalachia, fall was coming; for the last three mornings, she'd been able to see her breath. The woods, which started twenty feet back from her ba… Alex Bledsoe
“ Some of us -" She paused as she sought the words. " - don't die unless we want to. The selfish ones never do. Alex Bledsoe
“ The pain of your loss will return. Less, but still considerable. I know you've worked hard to release it, but it can still take hold of you. I will help you sing away the fury, but I will not bear it… Alex Bledsoe
