“Sam," she said, and I crushed her to me.”

“Grace,” I said, very softly. “Say something.”Sam,” she said, and I crushed her to me.”

“She could've looked at the tiny miracles in front of her: my feet, my hands, my fingers, the shape of my shoulders beneath my jacket, my human body, but she only stared at my eyes. The wind whipped again, through the trees, but it had no force, no power over me. The cold bit at my fingers, but they stayed fingers."Grace,"I said, very softly. "Say something.""Sam," She said, and I crushed her to me.”

“Sam!” cried Carney. “I’m afraid I lost the flashlight, but…” That was all she said for Sam took her in his arms. Holding her tightly he kissed her muddy face, not once but several times.”

“Sam,' the girl said. 'Sam.'She was the past present and future. I wanted to answer , but I was broken.”

“I feel like she could drown me in a spoonful of water or crush me with her fingernail clippings. I realize I have no chance.”