Very Sincerely Yours: I look back to the crowd, but the faces of Rue’s mother and father... 

wakingthegoldenwood:

I look back to the crowd, but the faces of Rue’s mother and father swim before my eyes. Their sorrow. Their loss. I turn spontaneously to Chaff and offer my hand. I feel my fingers close around the stump that now completes his arm and hold fast.

And then it happens. Up and down the row, the…