It wasn't meant to scare her.
She didn't expect it, of course, but no one does.
She didn't ask for it, but most don't.
She was just like the rest of them in those respects.
But there was something we all missed.
Should I have seen it?
I suppose. After all, I did spend considerably more time with her than everyone else did. They found her odd, and I found her presence comforting. I'm sure she wouldn't appreciate being compared to an old, worn quilt, but I hold quilts in the highest regard. They're like family. And of course, she truly was my family. Maybe that was it. Maybe I felt a familial obligation to her. But I wouldn't tell her that either.
Maybe she was just frightened by the novelty of it all. New frontiers can be terrifying. We all know this. We should have been more understanding. Why...