"I'll miss you," said Elizabeth. She pressed her face against the duck's feathers and closed her eyes. "Everyone always leaves me but I don't forget them. I thought I had, but I haven't. You don't ever forget what people are. What they meant to you. And you made me remember that. Them. Everything. You made me want to remember. You made it not hurt."
She eased her hands apart so that the duck's legs wrere free and she supported it until she felt its legs start to work in the water. A soft sound of excitement escaped its throat, and it gave her a last, quick look, before kicking purposefully forward. Within moments it was bobbing along the stream and then, before she had quite realized it, it had gone.
ーDaisy May Johnson, HOW TO BE BRAVE
