Do you want this to be a love story?

The last few weeks, it was as if someone had taken his life to pieces and let him see the way it worked.

Maybe you should say goodbye, Cal.' 'No.' 'It might be important.' 'It might make her die.

Maybe I’ll come back as somebody else. I’ll be the wild-haired girl Adam meets in his first week at university. ‘Hi, are you on the horticultural course as well?

Keep breathing. Just keep doing it. It's easy. In and out.

. . . my bones they'll burn or bury. It'll be my death.

We make patterns, we share moments.