I want to throw a party. The biggest party the world has ever seen. I would invite everyone, but only 0.000000001 percent would be able to come. We would take over all the beaches. We would become sand and sweat and song.
There would be DJs and drums and speakers that sat on the cliff tops and made the rocks shudder. We would dance and jump, and the ground would shake. We would become the world’s largest heartbeat, a vibration that went from the shore to the sea. A tremor so strong that the ocean would have no choice but to give her ashes back. An energy quake that reconfigured the laws of physics and time and space until she was made whole again.
Sarah loved a good party.