The Sentinels and the malaprops make me wanna fucking scream

Her heart lodged in her throat as he spoke, and she opened her mouth to reply--but no words would come. She felt as though some force beyond her control was tearing her in two. Tears stung the corners of her eyes as she turned away, his parting remark ringing in her ears. Maybe it would always be there, ringing, until she died.

There were things to do, places to go. She wouldn't let herself grieve for long. Bracken Sanctuary depended on her; she couldn't get sidetracked by personal problems. She wouldn't.

Firming her chin, Lily strode on. Stiff upper lip.