“I felt content, maybe even a little more than that. I was alive and climbing a tree and a girl I was weak for was safe on the ground below. And I was doing something strong to keep her safe, to keep all of them safe. I felt old-timey, and something lush burst open in my chest.”

“I felt content, maybe even a little more than that. I was alive and climbing a tree and a girl I was weak for was safe on the ground below. And I was doing something strong to keep her safe, to keep all of them safe. I felt old-timey, and something lush burst open in my chest.”

— Cherie Dimaline