With what you were talking about before. The world being broken. Maybe it isn't that we're supposed to find the pieces and put them back together. Maybe we're the pieces." Nick says. "Maybe," Nick says, "what we're supposed to do is come together. That's how we stop the breaking.

But I know the difference. Everyone else is a ghost. I exist here alone, stranded by choice. Deserted.

How come princesses always have some huge flaw that can cause their downfall?

I want to believe there is a somebody out there for me. I want to believe that I exist to be there for that somebody.

I've always been sort of a closet sci-fi geek.

I could become a nun even if I am a non-believer. I'll learn to fake it like Nick did with me. I will minister the gospel of compassion and kindness and please, always use a condom, from famine-stricken nations to war-torn dead zones. It's possible I might become a nun who kisses other nuns.

It's a total lie to say there's only one person you're going to be with for the rest of your life. If you're lucky - and if you try really hard - there will always be more than one.