All the Names They Used for God

by Anjali Sachdeva

He took the energy that had once been put into the muscle of his work and transformed it into care and precision, for now he was a man whose every breath had to be taken with prudence.

“Hmm,” said Terri. She walked around the sign, looking at it closely as though it required interpretation. “I mean, does that make sense? Wouldn’t it make more sense to sleep here?” “No,” said Robert. “Because wolves live here.”

Terri wasn’t worried about being eaten by wolves. Terri was living in the moment.