Chapter 31
- IRA
- I was grasping at straws, clinging to any hint of hope, no matter how faint the light at the end of the tunnel appeared to be.
- I reached out and took Reese's hand again, holding it firmly in mine as if it were a lifeline linking me to reality. I was looking for some peace and quiet in the middle of the chaos, some peace of assurance to tie myself to.