“Ten minutes after loading up her plate, when Iris is sipping pale apple juice, she asks Els across the table, “I’m told I should make myself useful. What are my options?” Els spears a strawberry. “What can you do?” “I… — Corinne Duyvis Copy Share Image
“That’s very trusting.” Iris watches Anke search our backpacks. “We’re saving people’s lives. We thought we could be,”Anke says. I’m more fixated on her… — Corinne Duyvis Copy Share Image
“Every engineer, doctor, and farmer on this ship has relatives on the waiting list, too, and those relatives won’t be drug addicts. Mom’s right:… — Corinne Duyvis Copy Share Image
“Ten minutes after loading up her plate, when Iris is sipping pale apple juice, she asks Els across the table, “I’m told I should… — Corinne Duyvis Copy Share Image
“He’s wearing a T-shirt for the first time, answering thatquestion I had when we met. It’s not muscle filling out Max’s clothes; he’s just… — Corinne Duyvis Copy Share Image
“A smaller plate got mixed in with the large ones I’m working on. I’m tempted to put it back into the dishwasher by the… — Corinne Duyvis Copy Share Image
“I loosen my grip and take a tasteless bite. I don’t like bananas much—they’re so mealy—but they’re a safe fruit to eat, always cleanly… — Corinne Duyvis Copy Share Image
“She unwinds her scarf, taking so long about it that I wonder if she expects me to respond. “You were following the rules,” I… — Corinne Duyvis Copy Share Image
“I mean: if you’re going outside to look for your sister, I get it.” Max goes silent. Maybe Mirjam’s death is hitting him now,… — Corinne Duyvis Copy Share Image
