Briar. Exhaling quietly, deliberately, he shut his eyes tight with unmasked pain. âThere is but one thing more for you to see.â
He took Briar by the hand. Looking up at him with pleading eyes, she stood. Together they walked to the chamber door and Ash opened it. There, on the other side, was Briarâs basement bedroom.
She gaped at the unexpected scene. âBut how?â
Ash shook his head. âIt matters no more. If I cannot spare the lives of all, I can at least save one.â He gestured for Briar to enter.
Briar stepped to the doorframe, but something gnawed at her and made her turn back to Ash. âPlease forgive me,â she said. âI justâI canât. Whatever is happening for youâthat life, your world isnât for me. Iâm sorry. I canât be who you want me to be.â
Ash nodded formally. âBetter for you to have lived your life freely, than to have been bound, as others, to a life not of their own design,â he said.
Briar didnât understand, but she managed a flicker of a smile.
âDo me one last favor,â Ash said. Briarâs smile faded. âAlways wear that trinket. It must touch the skin. And none but you should see it.â
Briar nodded and clasped the key to her chest.
âGoodbye, Briar of the Black Woods,â Ash said. He made a motion with one hand and the closet door swung shut.
Briar wanted to say goodbye, but once she was on the bedroom side of the door, it swiftly shut. She reached for the knob, thinking to perhaps open it again. But she just stood therewith her hand extended. She felt a wave of sadness for something unnamable lost. Instead of re-opening the door, she backed away into the safe, familiar darkness.
Chapter 10
Who am I?
It might be a little late to be asking the question now. Right? Still, I go over it again and again, especially since that crazy night. I know the answer. Deep inside I know it. But Iâm afraid to admit it to myself. Iâm afraid because it means my whole life is a lie. So I go around and around, whittling it in different ways. But I always come up with the same answer. Iâve been playing at being Briar the foster childâthe abandonedâthe unloved. Iâm an impersonation of some in-your-face outsider. Iâm not made up of my past, or my thoughts or my feelingsâ no
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Who am I?
Itâs so clear to me now. I donât exist at allâand I never did. I am not
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And at the same time, I am. I am Briar of the frickenâ Black Woods
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Dressed in flowing Renaissance-era robes of crushed red velvet, Briar stood in the shadowed wings of her school auditorium.
âBig night, huh?â Dax asked. He was standing behind her.
âOh,â said Briar. She looked out on the empty stage, but her mind seemed much further away. âYeah.â She flipped through the pages of the script, giving them one last glance.
âI donât get it,â Dax said. âYouâve been moping around for six weeks now. If you need something to cry about, letâs talk about my love life.â
âI know, I know,â Briar said. She rocked her head as though shaking off a bad dream. âI donât know whatâs wrong with me. I guess Iâm confused.â She shifted uncomfortably, rustling the pleated folds of her heavy gown.
âReally,â Dax snorted. âWell, thatâs because your script is upside down.â He turned around the small booklet in her hands. âHey look, itâs opening night! Youâve never done anything like this. And remember, before any of this you and I were nobodies.Worse than nobodiesâwe were laughed-at nobodies. But look at you now: Youâre playing opposite Leon Squire in the school play. Leon Squire! You even kiss him in one scene. Weâre the next best thing to being one of those Lucky Kids. Have you practiced the kiss? Tell me youâve practiced the kiss.â Dax smiled
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