"You should be. He may not have brought us all here, but he can bring some bad things. And just because you are who you are, doesn't make you out of his reach." It didn't make any of them out of his reach.
Hope slipped her feet out of her shoes, spreading her toes over the ground. She allowed herself to let little sprigs of growth fill all the cracks and crevices in the earth beneath them, little flower shoots opened up in seconds. Rainbow colored blooms.