“We are literally in the heart of Jesus,” he said.
“I thought we were in a church basement, but we are literally in the heart of Jesus.”
“Someone should tell Jesus,” I said. “I mean, it’s gotta be dangerous, storing children with cancer in your heart.”
“I would tell Him myself,” Augustus said, “but unfortunately I am literally stuck inside of His heart, so He won’t be able to hear me.”
I laughed. He shook his head, just looking at me. “What?” I asked. “Nothing,” he said.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” Augustus half smiled.
“Because you’re beautiful. I enjoy looking at beautiful people, and I decided a while ago not to deny myself the simpler pleasures of existence.”
A brief awkward silence ensued.
Augustus plowed through: “I mean, particularly given that, as you so deliciously pointed out,
all of this will end in oblivion and everything.”
I kind of scoffed or sighed or exhaled in a way that was vaguely coughy and then said, “I’m not beau—”
“You’re like a millennial Natalie Portman. Like V for Vendetta Natalie Portman.”
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