Grief, It Seemed, Was A Physical Place.

Norah Watched Him, Serious And Utterly Absorbed In His Task, Overcome By The Simple Fact Of His Existence.

Once, This Whole World Had Been Hidden Beneath A Shallow Sea.

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 Young, So Lonely And Naive, That She Imagined Herself As Some Sort Of Vessel To Be Filled Up With Love. But It Wasn't Like That. The Love Was Within Her All The Time And Its Only Renewal Came From Giving It Away.

He'd Kept This Silence Because His Own Secrets Were Darker, More Hidden, And Because He Believed That His Secrets Had Created Hers.