"Plea.
I hear sobbing.
And then a hail Mary.
I hear a mumbling of prayers. And bargaining, too.
Jesus. Jesus.
Jesus.
Pleading and moaning.
In the darkest place that revisits me over and over again.
And for the first time I recognize the voice.
It is Lily."
That's a part of my book...
One page of my book. That's like how it's written sometimes..