“My face wasn’t the same as I remembered, either. I saw a squarer jaw then I used to have, and my hair was bleached out from the summer’s sunshine. Not half bad, I realized. Standing there, I looked a long time at myself. Which was precisely why there were no mirrors in Paradise.”

“My face wasn’t the same as I remembered, either. I saw a squarer jaw then I used to have, and my hair was bleached out from the summer’s sunshine. Not half bad, I realized. Standing there, I looked a long time at myself. Which was precisely why there were no mirrors in Paradise.”

— Sarina Bowen