For my little brother, Jackson,
who is like a star,
because he lights up the universe,
(and because he’s so much taller than me).
For Kayleigh and Katharyn,
who never hesitate to brave the dark with me,
flashlights in hand.
And for survivors of domestic violence,
and those still in it.
It might feel like the end of the story,
but it is just the beginning,
and the rest is yours alone.