Natalie - Chapter 11 There is no true concept of night and day down here where she is — wherever that is. The only true sun for her is Agent Love. When Natalie sees her, it’s daytime. When she’s gone, it’s night, but there’s never any moon, nor are there ever any shooting stars for her to wish upon. When Agent Love enters Natalie’s hospital room this time, Natalie knows that it’s night. Agent Love’s eyes are tired. The inside corners of them are red. Her skin is paler than normal. Natalie looks at her and then away at the space of nothing that she had been staring at for hours. Her body had long since tired of weeping. She can cry no longer. The sadness is simply too much. A tray of food — cut up chicken that had once been chicken strips, broccoli, corn, salad, fruit, a glass

