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Premised on a huge leap in logic then even more logical leaps until you feel like a frog. Not very entertaining.
“Good wood is defined by one thing...you could probably say the same about people. At the end of the day, one thing defines them….There is nothing I wouldn’t do for my daughter...It all comes down to Bailey. The rest is just a story.” “Bailey filled in the blanks with what her father told her...That’s how you fill in the blanks--with stories and memories from the people who love you.” But what if “Someone is getting your story wrong...none of this makes sense. Not where this story began, not where it’s going. And certainly not where it’s threatening to end...I think you’re still hoping for a happy ending. But this story doesn’t end well...I’m just hoping...that it doesn’t end here...everything that matters in my life is at the mercy of what happens now.” “This is the thing about good and evil. They aren’t so far apart--and they often start from the same valiant place of wanting something to be different...I’m still not sure whether he is a friend or foe. Or both. Maybe everyone is a little bit of both...Maybe we are all fools, one way or another, when it comes to seeing the totality of the people who love us--the people we try to love…this is the deal we all sign when we love someone. For better or worse. It’s the deal we have to sign again and again to keep that love. We don’t turn away from the parts of someone we don’t want to see...we accept them enough to not let the bad parts become the entire story.”