When the Thirteen died was when I cried the heaviest, but I I actually cried the most (in terms of number of times) for Evangeline. I don’t think there was a single scene with here where I didn’t get choked up at least a little bit.

I think mostly because she reminds me so much of my younger sister, that I was picturing my sister in those situations she was in. I basically replaced every time “Evangeline” was written with “Laurie” 😂

But Evangeline’s scenes were also sad in a way the others weren’t because Evangeline, while she has been through a lot and is more mature than other children might be, is still a young child. Again and again she has had her freedom to act like a child ripped away. So to see her blabber on about her day and jump around and wear a Crochan cloak to bed—to see her get to act like a child… that made me get so emotional.