““I want to trust you that completely, her heart prayed, for she knew she didn't. She was a clinger, not a leaper. Once she found a safe branch, she grabbed on and held tight with every once of strength she had, terrified that if she let go, she'd plummet back to where she'd come from. She wanted to leap forward in faith, but her claws were to embedded. Something would have to shake her loose. And that prospect terrified her.””
