What are you looking for, Angela? Stop – stop and look at me. I’ll help you find it.
You can’t help me. Nobody can help me.
Angela rocked in the seat he’d chosen for her. She wrapped her arms around herself and rocked, rocked, rocked to an inner beat.
Angela, you’re safe here. Nobody here will hurt you. We’ll help you find what you’re looking for. Can you believe that? Can you see that I am telling you the truth?
Sobs burst through her tight lips.
I’m looking for ME! I can’t stop looking or the pieces will all blow away!
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Lance and LeeRoy, with the help of the newly turned 8 year old “Goose” (Happy birthday!) have chosen a Counting Crows song, Come Around, this week. These are the words I came up with . . . where are yours?