““You’re not going to disappear,” I said. “I won’t let you”. “Even if this is all there is? Going to school and working at my uncle’s restaurant and fighting with Mari? Why would anyone want to remember this?” “I want to remember you. Just like this.” She rolled onto her back, hands covering her face, and I pulled them away. “People like you don’t disappear,” I said. “Then where do they go?” “Everywhere.””
