Before I can process what’s happening, Deirdre has opened her hands and Linden has taken the ring from her and slipped it onto my finger. “Rhine Ashby,” he says. “My wife.

I had this feeling like the solution to everything would be down there if only I could dig through all those clouds.

Life is much different from the days when there were lilies in my mother’s garden, and all my secrets fit into a paper cup.

I never wanted to live forever," she says. "I just wanted enough time.

I want to make the world into something better so that he can be okay.

Once upon a time there were two parents, two children, and a brick house with lilies in the yard. The parents died, the lilies wilted. One child disappeared. Then the other." Pg 225

I'm suddenly finding it hard to know the difference between nightmares and consciousness.