QUOTE : Dana had found herself living in a life that didn’t work. What was she doing, yelling back and forth about her sister’s death? She was learning all about walls and armor, all the defenses a person put up when fear and loss crowded in. The bedsheets were her castle walls; nothing could get in and hurt her while she lay there, warm and hidden, away from the world. She learned other things too. She couldn’t make someone—Jonathan—understand what she was going through if he wasn’t ready to understand.