“Olivia: "Were you aiming at someone?"Alec: "...God, I think...”

“Olivia: "Were you aiming at someone?"Alec: "...God, I think...”

“Olivia: "Were you aiming at someone?"Alec: "...God, I think...”

“You and me," I said,"we both got the same kind of hurt inside us."She nodded, and suddenly, just like that, I knew I could trust her with my life.”

“She felt happy these days, yet there was always an undercurrent of sadness just below the surface”

“Growing up in a household where something is terribly wrong, you feel the weight of that mysterious something even though it's unspoken. It eats at you. Confuses you. It leaves you wondering if your view of the world will ever make sense.”

“I said I was afraid and she told me to think about a time I felt brave and take that feeling into the situation with me. It worked. It helped.”Corinne leaned away from the Plexiglas, horrified.“Of course, since that time, I’ve learned much more about the technique,” her mother said. “I’ve learned to make it much more elegant, but the basics are still the same. Take that old calm, confident feeling with you into the new situation. I used it or a variant of it with clients all the time.” She knit her eyebrows, looking hard at Corinne. “I used it for evil during the kidnapping,” she said. “Now you can use it for good.”

“Carry the confidence.”