“Her eyes watered until the moment became nothing more than floating colors in front of her watery eyes.”

“Eventually, as her grandmother’s sobs softened, she pulled her away and – looking deeply into the clouds of her grey eyes – lifted her and led her home for the last time.”

“She was now on her way to an old world that was nothing but new to her.”

“For a brief moment, the rusted steel beams above her sparkled like stars.”

“His eyes felt like bathwater; fluid, therapeutic almost.”

“At a time when Parker might have craved the comfort of certainty, she instead held tight to her wavering thoughts; To the gravity and thrill of a new adventure; To the promise of everything and nothing all at once.”

“A girl?" Her mother looked at her, curiously, as if the word were unknown to her; ancient and puzzling as an artifact behind a glass encasement.”