…because a mother makes one for her children to protect them. Only a mother can make them.
I’m not gonna compete with a ghost.
Then she told me a story. ‘It doesn’t matter where you are, the jungle or the desert, or on the moon. How lost you might feel, you’ll never really be lost. Not really. Because I will always be here and I will always come and find you. Every single time.’
Oh, dear, I’m way past strange. I think I’m probably incredible!
What happened to me?