We'd stared into the face of Death, and Death blinked first. You'd think that would make us feel brave and invincible. It didn't.
Rick YanceySometimes in my tent, late at night, I think I can hear the stars scraping against the sky.
Rick YanceyI had it all wrong," he says. "Before I found you, I thought the only way to hold on was to find something to live for. It isn't. To hold on, you have to find something you're willing to die for.
Rick Yancey