Fatima

“I stroke his hair and repeat the words of comfort he whispered to me the last time we were together. "Shhh," I say. "I'm here. I'm right here.”
― Susan Ee, World After

“He rakes his fingers through his hair, looking agitated. “Look, I’m sure I could find you a nice little bomb shelter somewhere with two years worth of supplies.”
“I’m guessing those are all taken.”
“And I’m guessing someone would happily give one up for you, especially if I asked nicely.” He gives me a dry smile. “You could take a little vacation from all this and come out after things settle down. Hole up, wait it out, be safe.”
“You’d better be careful. You might be mistaken for someone who’s worried about me.” He shakes his head.
“I’m just worried someone might recognize my sword in your hands. If I squirrel you away for a couple of years, then maybe I can save myself the embarrassment”
― Susan Ee, World After

“I'm gonna be sick," I said
"I'm ordering you not to," says Obi.
"Ah, don't say that," says Dee-Dum. "She's a born rebel. She'll puke just to make a point.”
― Susan Ee, World After

“Raffe looks over at the bloody knife in my hand. "If I still had any doubts that it was you, that would do it.”
― Susan Ee, World After