Color fills her cheeks, and I ...

Color fills her cheeks, and I think it again: that Johanna Reyes might still be beautiful. Except now I think that she isn\'t just beautiful in spite of the scar, she\'s somehow beautiful with it, like Lynn with her buzzed hair, like Tobias with the memories of his father\'s cruelty that he wears like armor, like my mother in her plain gray clothing.
Color fills her cheeks, and I think it again: that Johanna Reyes might still be beautiful. Except now I think that she isn't just beautiful in spite of the scar, she's somehow beautiful with it, like Lynn with her buzzed hair, like Tobias with the memories of his father's cruelty that he wears like armor, like my mother in her plain gray clothing.

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Scrubbing the floor when no one else wanted to was something that my mother would have done. If I can't be with her, the least I can do is act like her sometimes.
I breathe in. The water will wash my wounds clean. I breathe out. My mother submerged me in water when I was a baby, to give me to God. It has been a long time since I thought about God, but I think about him now. It is only natural. I am glad, suddenly, that I shot Eric in the foot instead of the head.
She has been to the compound before. She remembered this hallway. She knows about the initiation process. My mother was Dauntless.
Eric called Al's suicide brave, and he was wrong. My mother's death was brave. I remember how calm she was, how determined. It isn't just brave that she died for me; it is brave that she did it without announcing it, without hesitation, and without appearing to consider another option.
feel Tobias brushing my hair back before the first simulation. I hear him telling me to be brave. I hear my mother telling me to be brave(...) I am brave.