It doesn't matter what my life has been like, Samir. What matters is hope. If you don't believe in a happy ending, what are you living for?
Not that he had come anywhere near attaining her skill at managing hope. She could balance it like a juggler -- let it soar and curb it and pass it from hand to hand. She could spin hope and spin herself through it. Forget mere juggling; she was a veritable trapeze artist with this hope thing.
