I hear laughter and someone asks if I need help, not in a nice way. I snarl, 'What I need is for your mother to have thought a little harder nine months before your birthday.

“I seem at once cursed to say precisely what I'm thinking to him and unable to t…”

“She was past present future. I wanted to answer, but I was broken.”

“What are you wishing for?' Grace interrupted. 'To kiss you,' I said to her.”

“What do you want, Adam?To feel awake when my eyes are open.”