"I thought you needed me," Jem said. "There is a wall you have built abuot yourself, Will, and I have never asked you why. But no one should shoulder every burden alone. I thought you would let me inside if I became your parabatai, and then you would have at least someone to lean upon. I did wonder what my death would mean for you. I used to fear it, for your sake. I feared you would be left alone inside that wall. But now... something has changed. I do not know why. But I know that it is true."
"That what is true?" Will's fingers were still digging into Jem's wrist.
"That the wall is coming down.”

Знаете, а я ведь не могу назвать книги Клэр чем-то из ряда вон, чем-то самым особенным из всего, что есть особенного на земле. Но порой встречаются такие места, абзацы, строки, словосочетания, что хочется разрыдаться от полноты чувств, скрытых в них. Писать так ― высший дар, наверное.