Cold air clawed at my face, ripping tears from my eyes. I buried my face deep into Daniel's back and breathed in a mixture of familiar scents - almonds, oil paint, earth, and a hint of varnish. I didn't even question why I was on that bike. I just knew I was suppose to be. - Bree Despain
We don't forgive people because they deserve it. We forgive them becausethey need it--because we need it. I'm sure you felt much better after forgiving your son. - Bree Despain