Pg. 72 Chapter 9 3rd paragraph

And we were all sitting around when Lilly entered the room the storm of yesterday had drenched her body. Flattening her against these textile walls washed out white to blend in to the pale fearful skin lining her face. The whispers only grow louder as she approaches the group of dear friends. We speak louder trying to over come the heavy weight her presence has brought about our minds. Lilly opens her mouth to speak the words as soft as snowflakes "We are all like trees in November and you can't imagine it unless you've been there" Are thunderous words strangle her to the ground stealing all the meaning from her words making them meaningless rambles to our hearts. She's sliding back out the door now as your pleas for help steal her fading breath.