When time runs out, absurdity runs out with it, and what looked impossible at midnight looks, by morning, like the only thing left to do.

I did not talk myself into saying yes.

I was driven to it, by the plainest force there is, which is a mother watching the hourglass of her child’s life run low and seeing, at last, one single grain of a chance, however strange, however costly, and reaching for it because there was nothing else in the world to reach for.

Chapter 6 — Yes