The Space Between Worlds (The Space Between Worlds #1)

by Micaiah Johnson

EVEN WORTHLESS THINGS can become valuable once they become rare. This is the grand lesson of my life.

Because that’s what a sister is: a piece of yourself you can finally love, because it’s in someone else.

Because it doesn’t matter who it used to belong to. It’s mine now.

doesn’t need to be a collar. I could just carry the marker at the center of the collar and Dell could do a proximity pull for anything in its radius. But Eldridge doesn’t trust us not to lose this key to Earth Zero unless it’s hanging off of our necks. That, and I think they like reminding us we’re pets.

“Because his paranoia inspired him. Hangars Row is a weapons stockpile. Adra reinvented the gun.”

because our dead are only weights on our backs when we won’t let them walk beside us, when we try to pretend they are not ours or they are not dead.

“Jean loved fiercely. It fits the story of his life to die protecting someone he loved. The only person who should feel guilty is the monster who beat him.”

They say hunting monsters will turn you into one. That isn’t what’s happening now. Sometimes to kill a dragon, you have to remember that you breathe fire too. This isn’t a becoming; it’s a revealing. I’ve been a monster all along.

It is only one world in infinite universes where this impossible happiness exists, but that is what makes it so valuable.