Oh Gracie, I wish you could be as happy as I am. I really do,” Lily said fervently, and her kindness always killed Grace a little bit. Of course, it was easy to be sweet and understanding when nothing bad had ever really happened to you. What Grace knew, and what Lilly couldn’t ever fathom, was that suffering didn’t improve you; it just made you miserable and gave you a really bitter outlook on life.

Sarra Manning, Unsticky