It feels right, being here, in this grand room with its high ceilings surrounded by screens with news reports and video feeds and, everywhere you look, life. Being here has always felt right. Problem, answer. Problem, answer. Too many problems? Take them one at a time. If only you could fit an hour in a minute. If only Esme could pull time apart and walk inside it. On a busy day, she achieves timelessness. A single moment passes and then it’s hours later and she’s ready to collapse, like after a good hard run in the rain.
