The Brightness Between Us (The Darkness Outside Us, #2)

by Eliot Schrefer

“And I know that people can have parts of themselves that we don’t have access to, until they choose to reveal them. That doesn’t mean they’re inconsistent or even that they changed. It just means that they’ve decided to let us see inside.”

The hard part isn’t not knowing things. It’s not knowing what I don’t know.

I have not yet ceased to be.

The heart is not the wiser organ.

“Take my hands,” I say. If I’m about to die, I’m going to hold those hands of his at least once.

I will live in these current moments as fully as possible. Then I will be gone. Ambrose will be gone. Sheep will be gone. It arrives. The brightness between us.