On her death bed and likely terrified, Ellie put aside her worry and handed every ounce of that bravery onto Carl, asking not that he spend his life mourning her but instead spend it having more adventures. Stowed away and maybe even forgotten, that bravery remained alongside her adventuring helmet for decades until it was suddenly needed. She was going places, dangerous places that would require a helmet, a partner and all the bravery she could muster, but as the years passed, she traded in her grandiose dreams of faraway, savage lands for the comfort, love and fulfillment of a quiet life with that trusted partner. As a little girl, Ellie Fredericksen was loud, boastful and full of plans, the type of child who’d rip pages out of library books and befriend a strange boy wandering around her clubhouse. It’s a selfless response to an awful situation. The best kind of bravery isn’t lusted after or planned.
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