“never get tired of that view, and it never fails to remind me that no matter how terrible life is, beauty still rises up.” I turned to stare at this woman with her puffy eyes and enrapt expression and decided I was going to be more like her. “You have to hunt that beauty down, right?” I said more to myself than to anyone else. “That’s right. Beauty Hunters, that’s what we are,” Mary said as she wrapped her arm around her friend’s shoulder. “Seek it and find it.” “Is that a verse about God?” Mika asked. “Sure is. Don’t see anything but God down there in that view,” Olivia said quietly.”