Chapter 5
After the night when I thought I had heard Lily, I felt truly mad, as if I had dipped into the well of insanity and drank my fill. Had I dreamed it? Lily was gone, I reasoned, and yet the eyes, the smell, the voice, all pulled at that reason with hungry claws that left deep wounds of doubt across my brain. I went back and forth with myself and eventually lost the battle. My heart wanted her back, and no matter what sane ideas my brain clung to, my heart washed over them with a tide of watery hope.