Her first thought was of food. The ding meant Donny bringing her food. - Hugh Howey

How long?” Juliette laughed and shook her head. She finished a final adjustment and turned to face them with her arms crossed. “It could happen right now. It could happen a hundred years from now. The point is: it’s going to happen, and it’s entirely preventable. The goal shouldn’t be to keep this place humming along for our lifetimes” — she looked pointedly at Jahns — “or our current term. If the goal ain’t forever, we should pack our bags right now.

You could mix the known, but you couldn’t create the strange out of nothing.

Love was earned and hard-fought and cherished. It was Marco's face and his rough palm on her cheek. It wasn't something a family got for being a family.