This was the first story I read by Alethea Kontis, way back in 2003. I loved the rough draft back then, which she wrote in less than 24 hours by the way, and this is one of the rare times when a text lives up to nostalgia. The final published story retaining all the magic of that quick first draft. She has the great knack of making stories that you can wrap yourself up in and sigh about how beautiful they are and how wonderful life seems afterward. This piece about power versus responsibility, makes everything feel right with the world at the end, despite the hard left turn given to the protagonist. Her essay on the inspirations at the end, fills out the story and adds to the feeling of beauty and closeness. This short story that you can read in a single sitting is the literary equivalent of a warm fuzzy and I'm so happy to have found that it exists in published form.