Protected by the Devil
"I know it's getting boring and repetitive, but... As much as I can't remember basic things like when I learned to drive... or how I was living after leaving the nuns' school... I still know the difference between the worlds. I still know what's wrong and what's right. I still miss the smell of rain, the sun touching my skin... I miss complaining about the birds singing... I still feel everything, even in a place where you can't feel anything. It's a very crazy paradox.”
"I understand," she said, and I turned to face her. Faye was also looking at the ceiling, and by the way her eyes were distant, I imagined that she was trying to see beyond that dark sky, beyond the human world, for everythi
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