In the distance, down the slope, a solitary figure pushed resolutely through the ash.

The thought was dark and familiar, and he resolutely pushed it away.

Then she pushed resolutely away from the table and stood up again, still holding the book as if it was a shield.

Her face went a little pink, but she pushed resolutely on.

She resolutely pushed all thoughts about the door, about ghosts out of her mind.

Even as she thought his name, she resolutely pushed it aside.

She resolutely pushed the thought away, telling herself that such a thing was not possible.

She found herself frowning, and resolutely pushed the thought away.

Other memories were beating at the edges of her mind, demanding to be let in, but she resolutely pushed them away.

And with that she drove away from the hospital, resolutely pushing the small, warning voice to the back of her mind.