Except she thought, there wouldn't be semesters. Of poetry courses. Or any of the things that had made her life hers before the rocks fell. And then, almost as if he was there, Arjun's dissenting voice murmured in her mind, there will always be poetry. love you: she said to the hand terminal. I will always love you. Even. She hadn't said it before. Hadn't let herself think it There was a first time for everything. A last time too, "Even if you're not here." :( is usually just action action, w...
