1
I had run to boarding school to escape myself. But I couldn't escape who I was or what I'd done, no matter how fast or far I ran. The crows were just a reminder of that. They wanted back in. My past wasn't done with me. Not yet.A.R. Kahler
2
I’m proud of them, in a way. My little gold stars for surviving. For thriving. They aren’t just mistakes.A.R. Kahler