When it was over, she gathered him in her arms. And told him the terrible irony of her life. That she had wanted to be dead all those years while her brother had been alive. That had been her sin. And this was her penance. Wanting to live when everyone else seemed dead.

When I turn around, he cups my face in his hands and he kisses me so deeply that I don't know who is breathing for who, but his mouth and tongue taste like warm honey. I don't know how long it lasts, but when I let go of him, I miss it already.

I ran away one day. He was running in the same direction.

Then I choose to drown. In hope. Rather than float into nothing.

...what was it like out there? Kind of describe it to us," Jessa says, beaming at them and then at me. Trini beams at her and there's a lot of beaming happening.

Woman, I’m trying to fight here! Or has that escaped your attention?

I'll run one day. Run for my life. To be free and think for myself...I'll run to be emancipated.