Hope is everywhere, today.
And she has a dreadful feeling, that it's not going to last, but she shakes it away. Today, it has been a ray of happiness between closed curtains. With all the emotions, she's still shivering – waking up after a blissful night, the panic for Henry, and giving a hope speech – she'd never thought she'd have to do that – and talking of grace and forgiveness, and finding a new page.
Maybe she's worthy of something.
In the meanwhile, she'll hold her breath, waiting for the storm.
The storm, she can manage.
She was born in the storm.