“she had given me a piece of what made her life sane.”

“When I met her, I saw her as someone else who needed saving but she had saved me. She had given me hope when I had given up on everything in my life.”

“She had given her heart permission to be vulnerable, risking the potential of it being broken into a million pieces.”

“Cinci made her way to the jagged piece of concrete Langley had dropped. She picked it up, and with the look of a mathematician deep in thought she briskly made her way to her unconscious, bleeding stepfather. She took that piece of concrete and began pummeling the man's skull.”

“I had never been scared of deployments or of war, but now I was scared to leave. I didn’t want to leave her. When I met her, I saw her as someone else who needed saving but she had saved me. She had given me hope when I had given up on everything in my life.”

“For she was a child, throwing bread to the ducks, between her parents who stood by the lake, holding her life in her arms which, as she neared them, grew larger and larger in her arms, until it became a whole life, a complete life, which she put down by them and said, "This is what I have made of it! This!" And what had she made of it? What, indeed?”