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We could devote our lives to making sense of the odd, the inexplicable, the coincidental, but most of us don’t. And neither did I.
She put her arms around me and pulled me tight against her. Our ribs crushed together and our hipbones slammed and she pulled me tighter until I couldn’t breathe, I was choking, and my spine met hers, vertebrae against vertebrae.
Ed didn’t believe that just because something was alive, that meant you had to love it.
By now the most shocking truth wasn’t that there were more like her and me, or that her ability to manipulate me was growing so rapidly—it was that, previously, I had been so stupid as to think I had any understanding of the universe at all.
