“You mustn’t be frightened of death, Giant!” Fish had said when they had almost reached the foster home, and then she had pointed at the sky: “Look at the sun, do you get how crazy it is that it rises every morning? Do you get that, Giant? How crazy it is that we are here?” Then Fish had growled and howled and made faces at Louisa to show how insane it was that a human being could do all that, how impossible a body is. “Isn’t it like, totally unbelievable that we even exist? So it won’t be a tragedy when we don’t exist anymore! It’s just cool, really cool, that we happened at all.”
