She said no. She watched, listened, mused, pondered, considered.
And she said no. No to disappointment. No to hurt. No to rewinded pain. No to predictability.
She said no.
She closed the book.
And those who had never read it
And those who helped write it
Thought the plot was fine.
And she said no
And let them all shake their heads
And write their lists
And pray their prayers
And make their unspoken pronouncements.
Was the only answer
That meant survival.
They can keep the book they wrote.