“Pain is the enemy. It is a ghost. I will allow it to wash over me, through me, leaving nothing in its… — Michaela McGregor Copy Share Image
“Pain is the enemy. It is a ghost. I will allow it to wash over me, through me, leaving nothing in its wake.” — Michaela McGregor Copy Share Image
“Without warning, he jumped into the air. Startled, I held him tighter, my cheek against his. Speaking into my ear, he said, “Yer not… — Michaela McGregor Copy Share Image
