KRISTEN

Moths are beautiful insects.

I smiled as I watched them play around the street lamp, each one fighting to perch on the surface.

I had left June with Edith in the kitchen. A great surprise how they weren't tearing at each other's throats. Well, I can confirm that June has grown a lot more these past weeks.

That is what pain does...

It delivers you into the cold hands of trauma, letting her print her trademarked symbol all over; then the pain comes back at you with a force that leaves you breathless, struggling to survive, struggling to breathe and carry out your daily tasks...

After coming out—if you...