Year 3 – Day 310 – Not Very Ladylike
Wait, what?! We’re skipping ahead two years now?
Day 77 – The Postapocalyptic Concert
The eternity she’d heard so much about felt like it filled this moment where he made her feel like she was the transparent one.
Day 57 – The Soul Trade
“Hi, um, Carl Stephens? I’m Pip, and I’ll be your devil for the evening,” he said.