The Place Was A Familiar As Breath

He Fished In His Pocket For His Keys And Instead Pulled Out The Last Geode, Gray And Smooth, Earth-shaped. He Held It, Warming In His Palm, Thinking Of All Mysteries The World Contained: Layers Of Stone, Concealed Beneath The Flesh Of Earth And Grass; These Dull Rocks, With Their Glimmering Hidden Hearts.

But She Had Felt Since Childhod That Her Life Would N Ot Be Ordinary. A Moment Would Come- She Would Know It When She Saw It- And Everything Would Change.

So Something Had Begun, And Now She Could Not Stop It. Twin Threads Ran Through Her: Fear And Excitement. She Could Leave This Place Today. She Could Start A New Life Somewhere Else.

You Missed A Lot Of Heartache, Sure. But David, You Missed A Lot Of Joy.

Either Things Grow And Change Or They Die.