A Collins knows bravery through pain.  This is especially true in the realm of love.  What truly impelled Carolyn to strap herself to that table and submit to this experiment will forever escape me, however love must play a dramatic role.  I need none of my heightened senses to tell me this.

My own role in Adam’s creation was nothing compared to what I saw Carolyn experience as her life force was used tonight. In a word: excruciating. But she did not flee.  She did not demand that we stop.  She showed more bravery than anyone I’ve ever known.  Of this generation, she may very well be the most authentic Collins of all.  I can aspire to such bravery… and one day, perhaps I shall achieve it.





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