Hearing the question, a shadow fell over Timothy York's eyes. He simply watched her without speaking.
But Summer Thorne reached out and gently placed her hand over his heart.
"You're hiding something. Something buried deep inside, and it's making you unhappy." Her fingertips caressed his chest as she spoke softly. "If what's tormenting you has no solution, then why not… just let it all go? Please?"
Timothy York reached out and gripped the hand on his chest. After a long moment, he answered in a low voice, "And what if I can't?"
"You have to, even if you can't," Summer Thorne said. "I'm telling you to let go. Can you do it?"
As she said this, her gaze remained gentle, but her expression was serious and resolute.
Timothy York watched her quietly, momentarily at a loss for words.
