“I'm choosing not to burn them. They're witness to my story, to all our stories. If I burn them, its like denying that mom ever lived or Jon or Matt or Syl. Dad and Lisa. Gabriel. Mrs. Nesbitt. Charlie. Julie. Alex. i cant deny them their stories just to protect mine. So when we leave in the morning, I'll leave the diaries behind. I'll never write in one again. My story is told. Let someone else write the next one.”
“Julie began to cough, and when she did, her body shook. I lifted her so she was in more of a sitting position and had her rest against my chest until the coughing stopped. There were three pillows on the mattress already, but I asked if she'd like another. She said no. "Your like the princess and the pea," I said knowing what was coming but posponing it for another hour, another minute. I remember hoping that Alex would somehow fly in and Julie would be mirculously cured.”
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