The Scream

"I'm going to tell you something. I'm going to tell you something, and I need you to listen very carefully." Elise nods. "She's gone." Who is gone? "Caeli." Warren's eyes bore into hers. "She died, your little girl. Your little girl is gone."

Elise screams. She opens her lungs, and the sound that pours forth is like no sound she has ever made, then anyone has ever made. A scream of pain so vast it could knock a planet off its axis, crack the heavens, unwind the fabric of reality itself. She is so far inside this scream that she cannot hear it, as the ocean cannot hear its roar. She is the scream, and the scream is her—a pure continuum of pain.

— Justin Cronin, The Ferryman


Holly Margl is the award-winning author of Witnessing Grief; Inviting Trauma and Loss to Our Coaching Conversations, An Enneagram Perspective, coach, coach mentor, and trainer specializing in grief, trauma, and the Enneagram.

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