Fifteen
This is what she said:
Our life is a story; many stories, a*****e of stories to which we contribute more lines. More depth, more light and shade, more meaning is added each day we live, and each time we tell our story. Our stories are lines through space, intersecting with others’ stories, overlapping, interweaving, repeating, mimicking, and coalescing to create new lines and patterns until the background fabric of the universe becomes strong enough to hold us all, to support us in the Grand Narrative, unfurled through time until it is gathered to its end in eternity.
Rainbow liked to start the day, bright and early, by meditating for half an hour. Sometimes she would do this sitting on her bedroom floor in her pyjamas. But if the morning was fine, and the sun was generous, she’
