Jason finds Cora alone in the forest, save for a nearby raven that seems to be keeping an eye on her. Her sobs wrench his heart. He knows firsthand the pain she is going through. If only I hadn’t lost control of the truck that day.
If only I hadn’t lost control of the truck that day.He sits quietly down beside her on the log and waits. Her grief seems to come from the depths of her soul. She collapses on Jason’s shoulder; he puts his arm around her. She really shouldn’t rely on me. Look what I did to Bessie and Ash.
She really shouldn’t rely on me. Look what I did to Bessie and Ash.Her weeping slows down and finally stops. “Thank you for being here, Jason. You are such a good friend to me.”
“You mean it?” A quiver catches in his throat. “But I’ve told you what happened to me. How I drov
