Tracey

“I'm feeling so much. I don't even have names for what I feel.”
― Suanne Laqueur, The Man I Love

“You survived.’
The look on his face is almost surprised. He blinks at me from somewhere deep in his mental bubble.
‘Yeah,’ he says. ‘Yeah, I guess.’

But in that second, in his face, I see the whole world. I finally understand something crucial.
James Mycroft did die in that car crash seven years ago. Seeing what he saw, experiencing all that pain, that ten-year-old boy passed away. The person who returned was not the same. He was changed so completely, so physically and mentally transformed, it was as though a whole different individual was born. A different boy, living in a different place, with a guardian and no parents, a boy with no past and only one name...

All the blood rushes out of my cheeks as that name falls off my lips. ‘Mycroft...”
― Ellie Marney, Every Word

“He hugs me. That's all he does. He hugs me tightly without a word, yet I can feel everything he's saying.”
― Colleen Hoover, Too Late

“Hope is our way of capturing the world. Our way of holding onto every day to get to the next. I am hope.”
― R.K. Ryals, Capture the World