I knew right away that this was a golden hour, a short period of time in which I could change his story, I could change the story that he would tell himself for the rest of his life.
Man tūlīt pat bija skaidrs, ka šī ir zelta stunda, īss laika sprīdis, kurā varu mainīt viņa stāstu, varu mainīt stāstu, ko viņš sev stāstīs visu atlikušo mūžu.