God, what is it with my brain today? Why do I keep knocking myself down on purpose? And why am I wondering if May will leave me, too?
You know she will. She’ll see how unhappy you are and find someplace else to be. Another home. Another family.
“Look,” Charlie snaps me out of it. “They’re about to explain it.”
I push my nasty internal monologue away and shift my attention to the screen.
“‘… no longer able to escape Apollo’s pursuit, Daphne prays to her father to save her. Bernini’s sculpture captures the moment of her metamorphosis: her fingers elongate into branches; her toes root into the ground; her body becomes enveloped in a thick layer of bark. There is desperation in her final stand, but also a combined and conflicting sense of yearning. While it is Apollo who yearns to trap her
