Gabriel's voice can reach me anywhere. Even in a hurricane.

We can change so many times in our lives. We're born into a family, and it's the only life we can imagine, but it changes. Buildings collapse. Fires burn. And the next second we're someplace else entirely, going through different motions and trying to keep up with this new person we've become.

The thing about hope is that it doesn't go away even when it serves no purpose.

When I am writing anything in general, I just want to tell the story that exists in my head; I don't try to write a parable or make a point.

You’re insane, you know that?” he says. “It’s the only thing keeping me afloat,” I say.

Linden just wants to protect her, is what I want to say. She's all he has. I left him. I'm at arms reach, but I've left him.

Hope, that risky, illustrious thing. It should have gone extinct by now, but we keep it alive.