And then at the last second, I have this idea to will you the Osprey
To leave it for you so that it can help you make even further progress in the field of not-being-such-a-scaredy-cat.
And why here of all places?
A paper town for a paper girl
God, Margo, I walked through so many subdivisions looking for your body. I really thought- I really thought you were dead
"But when it came right down to it, the skin of my wrist looked so white and defenseless that I couldn't do it. It was as if what I wanted to kill wasn't in that skin or the thin blue pulse that jumped under my thumb, but somewhere else, deeper, more secret, and a whole lot harder to get.