She fell for a lifetime and the only thing she knew was her arms around him, because he fell with her. They plunged into nothing and it wasn’t dark; it was beyond that. Celine felt the membranous pressure of the force she’d felt in his mind moments before they actually slammed into it and tumbled through, and now she knew what it was like to be dead.
It was nothing.
And everything.
And still, he was there.
And then they faded until
You don’t get to see your whole life as your die. Who would want that? You get a moment. Maybe a few flash by, but you only remember one.
A single moment of your choosing.
Treasure it.
Stirring the pot, she peered into the deep red of the simmering sauce. A bubble formed, popped, splattered upwards.
“Argh!” she exclaimed, waving the wooden s
