‘I remember something you said to me. We were driving. I was rambling on and on. You told me not to be afraid of silence.’
‘Someone said the same thing to me.’
‘That’s how it goes around. Maybe we take what we’ve heard and say it again, with some mark of our own, probably most times without even realizing it. All of us, everything from the start, and it just kind of unfolds. Think of the first couple of things that got said – seeds of the human library.’
‘It’d be like tracing back the longest conversation possible.’
‘It looks cold.’
‘We came all the way out here.’
Water below and a big bright moon overhead.