This Impossible Brightness

by Jessica Bryant Klagmann

It was a hard thing to do at times, striding headlong into memories that caused her heart to implode. But it was far easier than letting go.

“It’s late,” Oren said. “You need to sleep.” “Every night I sleep, I wake up one day closer to everything and everyone being gone.” “The world will still be here.” “And what if it isn’t?” “I am of the mind that we should assume it will be.”