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She holds her arms out to me. I give her a careful hug.
“Who would have thought?” she says.
“I know.”
I feel her shake her head against me. “No,” she says. “That you’d end up
being someone who believed.”
And that’s the thing I know more than anything, as I hold Bella’s shrunken
form in my arms. She is extraordinary. For once in my life, the numbers don’t
apply.
