Suddenly the clouds seem high above us. They’re moving over us in an arch, circling the planet. They have seen abysmal oceans and charred, scorched islands. They have seen how we destroyed the world. If I could see everything, as the clouds do, would I swirl around this remaining continent, still so full of color and life and seasons, wanting to protect it? Or would I just laugh at the futility of it all, and meander onward, down the earth’s sloping atmosphere?
Lauren DeStefanoI lost everyone I loved," I tell him. I wait for him to look at me, and then I add, "The day I met you.
Lauren DeStefanoI start trying to stay unconscious. The problem with this is that no amount of willpower can change the reality.
Lauren DeStefanoGood night, sweetheart," he says. "Good bye, sweetheart," I say. And it's so casual, so innocent that he doesn't suspect a thing.
Lauren DeStefano