But sometimes the memories feel so real, so visceral, so personal, that I confuse them with my own.
If I StayYou can stay here with your papa and die or you can go with me.... You'll be all right.
Sanas Chormaic: Cormac's GlossaryI stayed there on the floor like that for a long, long time. Eating and crying. Crying and eating.
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