Sometimes in my tent, late at night, I think I can hear the stars scraping against the sky.
Rick YanceyMots clés cassie
I feel his kiss more intensely now, in the darkness of the room where his sister died. In the quiet of the house where his family died. In the stillness of the world where the life we knew before the Arrival died. He tastes my tears before I can feel them. Where there would be tears, his kiss. "I didn't save you, " he whispered, lips tickling my eyelashes. "You saved me." He repeats it over and over until we fall asleep pressed against each other, his voice in my ear, my tears in his mouth, "You saved me.
Rick YanceyAre you okay?" I (Cassie) call up to him.
"Um. Define okay." (Ben)
"Okay means you're not bleeding to death."
"I'm okay.
You and everyone else on the planet," I said. "Nobody actually knows, and they won't tell us, so everybody sits around guessing and theorizing, and it's all kind of pointless. Maybe they're spacefaring micemen from Planet Cheese and they've come for our provolone.
Rick YanceyMots clés cassie
Speaking of fruit, I'm down--I mean, he's down--to his underwear.
Rick YanceyI dab at the blood with some gauze from the kit, fighting back hysterical giggles. I blame it on the unbearable stress, not on the fact that I'm wiping Evan Walker's ass.
Rick YanceyWho are you Evan? If that's evan your name. Even your name.
Rick YanceyMots clés cassie evan i-would-so-do-that
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