I sat on the plane, reflecting as I watched the world rush 由 below, so much smaller than it seemed when 你 were down there, part of it.
Three years ago, I'd just been visiting 欧洲 with my mom, Renee; she wanted to "see the sights" before she married Phil and settled down. We'd not been there long, maybe a few days, when it happened. It was dark, and we'd gone out to see the city - I could never remember where, exactly - at night... It'd been the last thing we'd done together. All I could clearly remember from that night was the fear, the terror, the screaming... the pain. I shuddered away...
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