“No matter how I tried to shut them down, the memories kept coming until I felt as battered as a ship in a hurricane. There’s nothing left of me to give.” — Brenda K. Davies Copy Share Image
“Like the families who originally lived in the safe houses, I’ll be forgotten too, which is okay. I understand that, but by leaving small… — Brenda K. Davies Copy Share Image
“Can’t you tell I’m broken?” she demanded. “I can’t stand anyone touching me!” “You handled me touching you until I pushed you too far.”… — Brenda K. Davies Copy Share Image
“No matter how I tried to shut them down, the memories kept coming until I felt as battered as a ship in a hurricane.… — Brenda K. Davies Copy Share Image
