you remember what is lost, and you forget what's right in front of you.

I love you, I'll never stop.

She wasn't as destructive as Bee. She had never been as dramatic. Rather, she'd slipped carefully, stealthily away from her ghosts.

Their friendship was only one aspect of their lives but it seemed to give meaning to all the others.

The bottom had arrived. She crashed against it, but it brought no sense of closure or understanding. She just lay there at the bottom looking up. She knew there must be a very tiny circle of light up there somewhere, but just now she couldn’t see it.

Someday was the thing he had, because it was a lot harder to ruin than today.

But will he come I just want to know what you think the odds are. Tell me what you really think." "I think Tibby was a wise girl. I think she loved you.