The old man has forgotten his own name. He gave up trying to remember it because no one ever asks him what it is. His goal today, as it is every day, is to reunite with his sweet Sadie. He knows people have successfully crossed from The Here to The Next before, but can’t remember how they did it.
Olympia knows exactly when she arrived in The Here. It was last week. Or maybe last month. Or … has it been a year already? Whenever it was, she knows it’s been too long and is ready to move along. She has a plan for how to get to The Next and is positive it will work, but no one will listen, let alone allow her to try.
Then today, as the clouds turned from battleship gray to a slightly brighter dolphin gray to full-on light gray, a little girl arrives and everything changes.
