My throat closes up then, and we’re both silent, with only the rain on the roof to break up the quiet. I study the girl I knew, another casualty of this fight, wondering how the wounds of it will mark her. “Clear skies, Sof.” It’s all I have left to say.“Clear skies,” she whispers. “I hope you find what you’re looking for.

-Amie Kaufman

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