Helen, the woman who saved me. Or at least she tried to.
"Add more flour, but, do it gently," she'd scold, her voice warm despite the sharp edges. "You're not building a damn wall—you're coaxing something into being." Then she'd laugh, that throaty sound that made you believe in tomorrow even when today was crushing your spirit.
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