Her life was perfect. But as was often the case, the rest of us were still adjusting.

If there's one thing I've learned in the last few months, it's that sometimes you just have to close your eyes and jump.

"What was the name of Pygmalion's sister?" She blinked, twice, obviously surprised. "Ummm," she said, keeping her eyes on me. "I don't know." Rogerson did," I told her. "Rogerson knew everything."

Just me and the future, finally together. Now there was a happy ending I could believe in.

It's nice to have options even if you can't take them.

Like a blinking cursor on an empty page, it was just the first thing. The beginning of the beginning. But at least it was done.

Quiet and incredible. I really envy that.