Fear and Anxiety

I was vaguely aware of a very distant-sounding high-pitched noise.  The siren.  I struggled  to concentrate on the faint sound, to go toward it, but everything was black.  Yet, in my unconscious state, I knew if I could get to that sound, I would be okay.   But the thick darkness swirled in.

Searching! Conclusion

Grace nodded.  “Pretty sure what we’ve been searching for is within us – in our hearts.  I remember my grandmother talking about that.  It all makes sense – you and I meeting, the books we’ve found…”