Chapter Twelve
*Abby*
There is a line in one of my fathers books, it goes ‘being brave is not the absence of fear, it’s having the will do go forth in the presence of fear’ in which case I must be pretty brave because honestly I am scared. I wake up scared, I go through the day scared and I eventually fall asleep still shaking with fear. I don’t know what to do, what is right or wrong, where to look or turn. I don’t know what to say, or think, I am so lost in the indecision that every move I make racks me with fear.
Just walking upstairs makes me question every move I’ve made but I...
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