Chapter 31 31. Queenie and the gift

Queenie stared at a blurry world in front of her, seeing things she hadn't seen before.She squinted her eyes, trying to focus.It was a pink light, somehow suspended in the air, spinning slowly, throwing tiny specks of a thousand colors onto the wall every once in a while.It was beautiful for a while, and her eyes followed it until her eyes got too tired and she let go. She is almost nothing.In the blink of an eye, she ceased to exist. Someone came here just now, and now he's gone.It's someone she likes.Not the nuns, although they are good people.Not the father either.is another nice man.He said something about walking or something, yes, she remembered.He has come a long way.But she couldn't remember how far it was.Maybe it's from the parking lot to here.She had a splitting headache and wanted to order a glass of water.She'll cry later, but for now, she wants to just lie still.She finally felt very stable and relaxed.She closed her eyes.

Harold Fry.She remembered.He came to say goodbye. She was a woman named Queenie Hennessy.She can settle accounts and write excellent handwriting.She has loved and lost, and that should be enough.She has touched the essence of life, and she has also played with life. Finally, one day, we will all close the door and let everything go.This terrible thought has been with her for many years, but now?She is not afraid anymore.I am not afraid of anything anymore.I just feel tired.She buried her face in the pillow, feeling something bloom in her head like a flower, her head getting heavier and heavier.

It is a long-forgotten memory.So close, so close she could almost taste it.She ran down the stairs of her childhood home, wearing her red leather shoes.Was Papa calling her name, or was it that good man, Harold Fry?She was running very fast and was laughing all the time because it was so funny. "Queenie?" It was his voice, "Are you there?" She could already see his silhouette, tall and against the light, but he kept calling her name, looking everywhere, just looking Not until she was standing there.She gasped in her chest and suddenly couldn't breathe. "Queenie!!" She longed for him to finally find her. "Where are you? Where has this girl gone? Are you ready?"

"Ready," she said.The surroundings were so bright that even with her eyes closed, she could still see a silvery light. "Ready!" she raised her voice so he could hear, "here I am!" Something turned over the window, throwing starlight across the room. Queenie opened her mouth to take a breath of air.The air is not coming in, but something else is coming, as easy and natural as breathing.