“Both,” she said, surprising herself. “Neither. Depends on the day.”
“I believe in what I can’t see,” he said simply. “I believe in wood grain and the memory of trees. Why not mirrors?” Miras - Nora Roberts
Caleb let out a slow breath. Then he took the locket from her hands, closed it, and pressed it into her palm. “Then let’s go find her,” he said. “Together.” “Both,” she said, surprising herself
“I need you to look at something,” she said, and opened the locket. ” she said