I chased money, pretended to be someone else to get it. It got easier the longer I did it... but that's the trap, see? When the deadness gets easier, you know you're sinking deeper, becoming dead yourself.
Lucy ChristopherThe sand stretched out gray and ghostlike and illuminated, a column of light leading forward. It was like something a dead person would see, a tunnel leading toward heaven.
Lucy ChristopherThe land wants you here. I want you here," you called. "Don't you care about that at all?
Lucy ChristopherIt was like I existed in a kind of parallel universe, thinking thoughts and feelings that no one else understood.
Lucy ChristopherYou saw me before I saw you. In the airport, that day in August, you had that look in your eyes, as though you wanted something from me, as though youโd wanted it for a long time. No one had ever looked at me like that before, with that kind of intensity. It unsettled me, surprised me, I guess. Those blue, blue eyes, icy blue, looking back at me as if I could warm them up. Theyโre pretty powerful, you know, those eyes, pretty beautiful, too.
Lucy Christopher