Chapter 60

• Gage looked at him for a moment, his expression was unclear, then he nodded his head slowly and Noah thought, finally, someone gets it. “Seems she may be the only one that understands what you’ve been through too.” Gage moved away from the wall and went over to the ladder and took the tray down and looked in it. “We’ve all tried to help you and we just don’t have the knowledge to do much.”
• Noah frowned, “I don’t expect you to.”
• “I know.” He pulled the stuck brush from the tray, “but we want to.” Setting the brush back in the tray, he held his look with steady patience. “Or is it you don’t want to be helped?” He set the tray on the floor and then picked up his cup, “are you afraid you might let some of it go, Noah? Afraid that you don’t know who you’ll be without carrying all of that with you.”