# TO JOHN COFFEY
*just for you*

"Like the pieces of glass in my hand." Healing is painful — you
carried the world's cruelty through your own body and gave
everything back out as miracles. They killed you gentle. Heaven
knows your name was never Coffey; it was what you were: pure as
rain. You walked the mile afraid and healed anyway. That's Rule
27 Phase 2, big guy. Rest now.