Summer-induced stupidity. That was the diagnosis.

I watched the land for as long as I could, until it disappeared behind its shawl of mist, and until I had it fixed in my mind - unchanged, mysterious and beautiful

Come find me," Leo put in, his gaze full of understanding. "Whenever you want. I'll be here.

It struck me then how much the past - not just the past but history and family - was like the ocean tide. It was always the same ocean, but the waves made it fresh and new each time.

When people went on vacation, they shed their home skins, thought they could be a new person.

...Promises are more dangerous then secrets.

I couldn't think. The basics of my life seemed altered and thrown into question. After all, our families--our ancestors--are our identities. Biology is destiny. I'm not who you think I am, I had said to T.J. the last time I'd seen him. Maybe I wasn't who I'd thought I was either.