She could have calculated how long the boulder had been falling from its velocity at impact, and the constant of gravity, but as Vincent would have said if he wasn’t knocked out against her dashboard amidst the scattered shards of her windshield, such information was largely irrelevant. The only relevant information was that it was … Continue reading Year 350, Rotation 312: Collisions →

Nim sat across from Vincent at the cafe. Over the past couple of months, ice cream dates after therapy had become a tradition of theirs. He hated paying for his bimonthly sessions, but Nim had been making it easier. They'd spent a lot of nights out in the void together. He'd drive her out to … Continue reading Year 350, Rotation 276: Letting Go →