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“We cannot always predict the outcomes of our actions, Miss Lion, however well intended.” I stood. “What else is life but a string of outcomes beyond our control?”
“It’s messier than we ever imagined it to be as children,” he said. “What?” “Life.”
And I hadn’t realised until that moment how much I’ve missed that feeling, of someone inside your four walls watching out for you. The feeling that home isn’t just a place, but also people. I’ve forgotten it could be.
Life never fails you in this one thing: There is always an unexpected sleight of hand.
One dinner or entertainment per week if you must, possibly two, but please let there be reading.”
“I believe he abides in grace and stupidity. I imagine it’s not an uncommon human condition.”
It felt as if it were…what can I say? A fission? An energy? All that mounting storm he carries about his person breaking in beautiful rain. And I thought to myself, This. This sort of battle, this kind of argument, this laughter when we realise we are saying the same thing—this is what I wish from life.
How wonderful a thing to find one’s friends.
She wore orange and she deserved it.
