I’m from a different era. Things were a lot less complicated. And if I would have met you back then, I would have courted you. Would’ve taken chaperoned strolls and had iced tea on the porch. I may have stolen a kiss or two, but only after asking your father’s permission, I would’ve got down on one knee and I would’ve presented you with a ring.
“ I’ve never felt normal, because I’m not normal, and I don’t wanna be. I’ve had to face death and loss and pain in your world, but I’ve also never felt stronger, like more real, more myself, because it’s my world too. It’s where I belong. “
“Some of the memories were not clear - dim human memories, seen through weak eyes and heard through weak ears: The first time I’d seen his face.. The way it felt when he’d held me in the meadow.. The sound of his voice through the darkness of my faltering consciousness when he’d saved me from James.. His face as he waited under a canopy of flowers to marry me.. Every precious moment from the island.. His cold hands touching our baby through my skin.. And the sharp memories, perfectly recalled: His face when I’d opened my eyes to my new life, to the endless dawn of immortality.. That first kiss.. That first night..”