See the stars, Lily?”She sighed, surrendering. “Of course.””Do you think they can see the sun coming up?””I don’t know. Probably?””Do you think they’re scared?””They’re burning balls of gas, Calder.””Oh, c’mon. Where’s the poet in you?”She...

Forgiveness is freedom. It’s something you do for yourself – to keep who you are intact. Now that I think about it – in some ways, it’s kind of a selfish act.