" Let go," he advised me, and I loosened my grip on his hands. " No, not of me," he said, smiling. " You can hold on to me as long as you want. Let go of the pain, Sookie. Let go. You need to drift away." It was the first time I had relinquished my will to someone else. As I looked at him, it became easy, and I retreated from the suffering and uncertainty of this strange place. "